“Ok, Joey, this is what tu gotta do. tu mover the gear into drive right? Because that’s what tu gotta do; drive. And tu lightly put your feet on the gas. Lightly. Unless you’re racing but tu shouldn’t do that… But if tu do I won’t tell your mother. Anyways , feet lightly on the gas, and tu see, tu mover forward. I’m not even touching the wheel. tu don’t want to have a death grip on the wheel, that’s bad. So when tu want to turn, tu gotta line up your mirrors with the corner you’re turning at, like this. And then tu turn the wheel, and straighten it back out… Ok now at this corner tu do the same thing, but tu just gotta watch for traffic.” por this time we had made our way around the block. “You think tu got it bud?” I ask Joey.
“Steven Randel, what do tu think you’re doing?” My wife (Y/N) yells from the front lawn.
“Teaching Joey how to drive.” I shrug.
“You’re teaching our six año old how to drive?” I look at Joey in the passenger seat, grinning like mad.
“Yeah.” I answer. “It’s a life skill.”
“Steven Randel, what do tu think you’re doing?” My wife (Y/N) yells from the front lawn.
“Teaching Joey how to drive.” I shrug.
“You’re teaching our six año old how to drive?” I look at Joey in the passenger seat, grinning like mad.
“Yeah.” I answer. “It’s a life skill.”
“Where the hell is she?!?” I storm into the emergency room.
“Excuse me sir,” one of the nurses says, holding me back a little. “Who are tu looking for?”
“(Y/N). (Y/N) (Y/L/N). She’s my girlfriend. I got a call. She was in some accident.” I saw, kind of throwing my hands all around.
“I’ll check for you. One minuto please. Have a seat” The nurse said. But I saw it in her eyes. Something was wrong. I sat down, head in my hands.
The nurse walks back to talk to a doctor. They keep glancing over at me. Damnit. I wish they’d just tell me what was going on. The nurse nods her head, and the doctor starts walking toward me.
He stands in front of me. “You’re here for Ms. (Y/L/N)?”
“Yes sir.” I manage to say.
I see the sorriness in his eyes, and hear the sadness in his pause.
“I’m afraid she’s not going to make it.”
That was all I needed to hear before standing up.