Chapter Two

CHAPTER TWO

 

As I heard Isabella speak those words, the knot in my stomach jumped up into my throat leaving me completely speechless. “Rebecca. Rebecca?” I slightly heard Isabella saying over the phone. As the words started to settle in, I could slowly feel the wet tears falling down my cheeks.

“Mom! Dad!” were the first words out of my mouth as I closed the phone and stuffed it into my pocket as I opened my bedroom door. By the time that I opened up my door, my parents were already up the stairs and standing only a few steps in front of me.

“Rebecca, what’s wrong?” was the first words out of my father’s mouth as he saw the tears that were now streaming down my eyes and blinding my vision.

“It’s Nate. The sirens… It’s Nate…” was the only thing that I could say.

“Let’s go,” my father said as calmly as possible. As he spoke those words, he placed his arm around my shoulder and led me down the stairs.

“I think I’ll stay behind,” I heard my mother say. Honestly, I didn’t care. All I cared about was getting to Nate. Quickly my father and I went down the stairs two at a time. My mind was only on Nate. This did explain a lot though. It explained the knot in my stomach as well as the reasoning behind him not calling.

And then suddenly, it hit me. The sirens had gone by my house yet the hospital was on the other side of town. “He had been on his way to see me,” I began thinking. “He had been on his way to surprise me for my eighteenth birthday and instead he had gotten in a car accident,” I thought to myself. Now, the blame was all on me and there was nothing that anyone could tell me otherwise.

As all the thoughts came to my head, I almost stopped dead in my tracks. The thought of wanting to see Nate though to know what happened was the only thing that pushed me further. All that I wanted to do was see him. He was the only thing that mattered to me. When I had no one else to turn to, he was always the one that was there for me. Even after the horrible way that I treated him the first time we were together, he was still there for me. He was the only one that could mend my broken heart. Nothing else in life mattered to me except for him.

With my head in a spin, my father led me outside to his truck. Quickly still, we both jumped into the vehicle. The ride to the hospital was a huge blur for me. All that I could think about was how bad it was and if he was going to be alright.

The moment that we pulled into the hospital parking lot and got parked, I sprang from the truck. I never knew that I could move that fast. In the back of my head, I knew that my father was calling after me but I didn’t care. My mind was set on getting inside to see Nate.

Once I had made my way through the hospital doors, I rushed to the front door. “Nathaniel Wilson,” I let out in one gasp.

Slowly, the nurse flipped through the sheets of paper. You would think that in such a little town, she would know right where he was. After what seemed like forever, the nurse said, “Down the hallway, second door to your right. I’d hurry though, dear. Doctor should be in there soon and it’s my guess that he’ll go straight to surgery.”

Not moments after those words escaped her lips, I began running again. Thankfully, this time it wasn’t that far to my next destination. Quickly, I knocked on the door as the tears began to fall down my cheeks again. After a few seconds, the door slowly opened. “Rebecca!” was the first thing I heard coming from Nate’s mothers mouth. As soon as the door was open though, I walked straight over to the bed where Nate was laying.

“Nate…” I spoke in a soft voice, in awe of him laying there.