Secrets. {Sequel to Tell Me Why}

Bad News and Waking Up

Beep Beep, Beep Beep.

That was all i heard when my eyes fluttered open.

"Darcy?!" Mom said as she grabbed my hand tightly.

You could tell she's been crying, her eyes are all red and puffy.

"W-where's Emma?" I stuttered.

"Honey, she's in a Coma." She said.

"This is all my fault!" I groaned.

"No it's not. It's that drivers fault. It was a hit and run situation." She said.

"Oh."

"Her parents are in the room with her now." She said.

I tried moving, but i couldn't.

"What's wrong with me?! Why can't I move? Are rocks on me?!" I freaked out.

"No you have a cast on your right arm and your left leg." She said.

"How did that happen?" I asked.

"Your left arm was drapped across your body and your right leg was under you so the driver ran over your right arm and left leg." She said confusing me more.

I just shrugged and left it as is.

"When can I see Emma?" I asked after a few moments of silence.

"When you are discharged hopefully." Mom answered.

"Wait... Don't you have a show tonight?!" I asked.

"Yes. OMG i forgot!" She said smaking her hand against her forehead and pacing back and forth.

"Mom..." I said trying to make her stop.

"I'll cancel." She said.

"No Mom you can't do that." I said.

"My daughter is in the hospital. Of course i can!" She said.

The doctor walked in at this time.

"Hello i'm Dr. Nancy and I came to see how you were doing." She smiled.

She looked young. Like 27 maybe..? She had blonde hair and the brightest blue eyes ever.

"I'm okay." I said.

"Ok. You can be discharged tomorrow after the walking clinic." She said.

"Walking Clinic?" I asked.

"Yes. They will teach you how to walk using cruches." She answered.

"How can i use it with my broken arm?!" I asked stressed.

"Oh good point. Wow, I didn't think of that." She said.

Wow, did i Darcy Swift out smart a doctor?!

I deserve an award.

"You can use a wheelchair." She said.

I nodded.

"Since you don't need to go tomorrow you can go whenever you'd like." She smiled.

"Great! Thank you!" Taylor said before helping me out of bed and into a wheelchair the nurse brought in.

We were about to walk out of the hospital when i said, "Wait! Can we visit Emma?"

"Of course." She said.

She wheeled me to her room and we knocked on the door.

Her Mom answered.

"Hello! Come in!" She said cheerfully.

Why was she so happy?! Her daughter was in a freaking Coma!

I looked over at Emma's dead-like body. She was really pale.

This was my fault and I feel even worse looking at her.

"Would you like a moment alone?" Her dad asked.

I nodded, i had a lose of words.

"Ok." They all cleared the room.

"Hi Emma." I said.

No answer. Of course there was no answer! How stupid am I?!

"I'm so so so sorry. I really don't want to lose you Em. Your the bestest friend I could ever ask for. Callie, Destiny, Joy, Gracie, None of them compare to you. We've been friends since we were three years old. I can't live without you. You can't give up. Please don't leave me. If you die then I will too. I really need you. Remember when we first met? It was at the playground, and I was sitting on the slide eatting a pickle and you asked me to move but me being the stuborn bitch I am said no, so you shoved me down and i fell on my face. You slid down and helped me up anyway. I was mean to you but you didn't care." I laughed at the memory. Tears started streaming down my face.

"I love you Emma. I will never give up on you." I said. I kissed her forehead.

I walked out of the room.

"Hey you ok? You were in there for almost an hour." Mom said.

'No my best friend is dying and it's my fault!' I wanted to yell but instead i just said, "Yes."

"REDy to go?" Mom joked.

I smiled and nodded.

A/N

My Sister said this is a tear-jerker but i'm not sure if she was serious or not.

Probably not.

Anyways i love you guys, you know that right?

I hope you do.

Stay Strong no matter what happens.

I'm here you need to talk.

Stop cutting, wrist are made for wearing Wonderstruck, Wonderstruck Enchanted, Taylor, or Our Moment, Not for cutting.

Lots of love,

-Gemma.