Tori's eyes widen with shock. "ho-hospital?" I nodded and sat down on the small couch that lined one wall of the tiny living room. Tori walked into the kitchen and leaned on the counter, her head in her hands and her light brown hair creating a curtain to her face. "How... How did he end up there?" she slowly asked me. "A motorcycle wreck.." I sighed and looked down at my hands. "They say he will be ok.. He does text me after all.." I ran my hands through my long hair, scared suddenly. Tori released her breath of air. "when can we see him?" she looked up, her green eyes filled with hope and anxiousness. I looked over at her, curious. He was my boyfriend after all. Why does she want to see him so bad?, I wondered. Her hands were folded neatly under her chin, her high cheek bones coloring under my scrutiny. "What is he to you, Tori?" I asked cautiously, not sure if I wanted to know her answer. She looked down at the counter, as if the marble had all the answers to life. "He.. He was with Jake too..." ----------------- Blehh writers block but I'll write something for y'all tomorrow, promise. I'm trying to put more detail in but I'm winging everything so more tips please??
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I looked up in surprise. Both of our boyfriends were together? I jumped up and ran to my room, diving onto my bed for my phone. Tori and Jake were near inseparable. If one was hurt, the other would go insane, I knew. He was a model too. Thats how they fell in love. She fell in love with the way he was genuinely kind and not a stuck up preppy kid, despite his good looks. He fell in love with her aloof personality. I dialed the hospital and waited, listening to the phone ring as Tori hesitantly entered my room. She sat at the foot of the bed watching me with sad green eyes, hopeful. "ICU. How can I help you?" an irritated voice answered after what seemed like forever. "Hi, this is Lynn Parker. I called earlier about Michell Kapps. I just heard that his friend Jake Bourque was with him. Is he there as well?" I rushed through my words, hardly taking a break. "Let me see. Are you a friend or relative of his?" "A friend. His fiancee is sitting right next to me." "Oh, ok. Yes, he is here. He is currently undergoing surgery. His fiancee will be able to see him at 5 o'clock if he is awake." she said, patiently yet still irritated. "And Michell? Can I see him?" I asked, not a pause between her words and mine. "Absolutely. He will be sent to another room and we will keep him here in the hospital for a few days just to keep an eye on him." I thanked her and hung up. Turning to Tori, I nervously ran my hands through my hair. "Well? Can I see him??" she asked, about to cry. "Yes. At 5. But..." I watched her face transform from happy to