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Chapter 49

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“Simone.” I called when I saw her stand up and walk quickly out of the waiting room. “Simone.”

Simone didn't turn around to see me but I could tell why. Heather was there – already hugging her tightly. I stared as I slowed down my pace seeing how Heather grabbed on Simone's head and pushed her against her... I knew it. Simone had been holding it in for these past hours and she wouldn't let it out with me, we're not that close of friends yet. She'd only let it out with this girl, Heather... And I knew that it was getting worse after every second, minute and hour that we didn´t know anything about them.

I could feel it myself. And I don't know what's taking everyone so long. Our parents... their parents...

But I did know. It was the awful traffic that the wreckage had made. We were lucky we were not on that side, if not we wouldn't have been able to come so quickly. Just like Heather.

Heather whispered something to Simone who I could hear was sobbing and then, she looked up at me. Her pale green eyes caught me in a strong lock and a silent understanding passed between us. I could tell, in her expression, that she knew what I was feeling and I could somehow see how strong and scared she was. How she didn't want to think about it either but she was going to face it either way.

“Craig will take you home, alright?” Heather told Simone after she calmed her down. “He'll stay with you.”

“Yeah...” Simone said, “I'm sorry... it's just that...”

“I know, no need to explain.” Heather said to her smiling softly like she sometimes does. “See you, alright?”

I watched as Heather leaned into Simone and kissed her cheek. I, almost immediately, looked away. It was strange... It was so strange realizing that the only person I do that with is somewhere inside the hospital behind me and I have no idea what her condition is.

And I have to admit it. It hurts so much, not knowing. And it hurts even more that she had the time to call me, that I didn't answer, and that the car ended up so badly.

It's hard...

“Alex.” I heard someone say.

I turned back to the direction of the parking lot and saw Craig with his cow-like eyes – so soft despite their dark color and looking down at me so ever gently. He had his arm around Simone's shoulders in a way that he could move her if he moved himself.

When I focused on him he gave me a plastic bag. I looked down at it finding a sweater, one of his shirts and some junk food. “Call me if you need anything.”

I nodded smiling slightly at him. “Thanks.”

“Any time.” He said smiling back. He looked at his watch and said with his British accent, “Matt will be here soon.”

Heather patted his back as he turned and took Simone to their car. I watched as they boarded it which was when they were out of earshot. Just then did Heather galnce at me and say, “Her mom died in a car crash. So it's better for her not to be here. She's not completely over it.”

I pursed my lips. If I had known that I wouldn´t had made her come with me. “Sorry.”

“It´s fine.” Heather sighed. “Almost no one knows about it... In any case, I think it's only you, me and their parents who should be here for now. Not to be a little selfish.”

“No. I get it.” I said. It was better if only the most intimate people are around here... that´s what she meant, I guess... But it is also the most difficult for us. “I want them to come already”

“They said they were ten minutes away when I called them.” Heather answered.

I stared at the mountain tops across the street noticing how a light fog had settled on them due to the rain... When I turned back I found Heather looking at me and, immediately we locked eyes. She stared at me, scanning my eyes, and I was feeling as if it was better if she did because I was not willing to say much right now.

Before I knew it, though, her hand went up to my shoulder for a second and then to the side of my head, “Stay strong for a little longer, alright? We'll find out soon and I'll be here with you.”

And it's not necessarily because I know her... but because what I know about her through Zoë that I felt my face go all soft at what she said to me... Almost as if... No. I felt touched because I knew that she was being honest. That whether she´ll stand with me because it´s Zoë or because we´re friends, or both, she's going to be here. She's that kind of person.

She´ll be here even if Zoë...

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Before I could feel my eyes well up with tears I turned back to the hospital and said, “Thanks.”

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P.S. remember how the SUV ended up