It's been two weeks since the accident, Jessie was slowly recovering from her broken arm and few broken ribs and Bellamy had still not woken up. Which upset Jessie to no end. She was scared he would never wake up. Scared that he'd never laugh, cry or smile again.

But right now she had to hope that he'd be okay and wake up soon. And that's what she was doing when Layla walked into her room that morning. She helped Jessie out of her bed and into the chair, who didn't understand why she couldn't walk herself.

"Do you think he'll wake up soon?" Jessie asked Layla as they left her room. This was the routine. Everyday Layla would wheel Jessie to see Bellamy and everday she would ask the same thing and Layla would reply with the same exact sentance.

"There's no way to know for sure, Honey." Layla sighed, feeling sympathy towards the girl. Jessie nodded, fiddling with her fingers. Layla wheeled her into the room where Bellamy still lay unconcious with tubes going into his body.

Jessie felt a tear roll down her cheek as she stood up from the char and walked over to bellamy, taking his cold hand in hers. She stroked the back of his hand with her thumb, rubbing small circles.

"Hello again." She smiled, wiping away a couple tears with the back of her free hand. "Even though I come in here everday I missed you." She chuckled, looking at his blank face. Jessie opened up to say some more but was interrupted by Bellamys machines starting to beep.

A couple seconds later doctors and nurses came running in. Jessie stumbled back to Layla, her body filling with worry as they were told to leave. Layla had to push Jessie back into the chair before wheeling her out despite her protests.

"No! What's happening?" Jessie hysterically yelled, tears starting to run down her face.

"I don't know, but I'll tell you as soon as I know." Layla told her as she wheeled her into her room. Layla helped Jessie back into her bed, promising to come back as soon as she heard any news of Bellamy.

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"Jessie?" Layla asked as she walked into the room with a tray of food.

"Yeah? What is it? What happened?" Jessi asked, sitting up in bed, her full attention now on Layla.

"I'll tell you, but eat while I do." She instructed, setting the tray down on Jessies lap. She did as told, opening up the Jell-o as she impatiently waited for Layla to speak. Layla pulled up a chair to the side of the bed, sitting down with a sigh.

"Ok so, Bellamy's in surgery right now. His lungs collapsed, so they're trying to help him breath." Layla said, but she wasn't done. The next thing she said made a lump form in Jessies throat.

"There's only a fifty percent chance he'll live." Layla quietly said. Jessie put down her Jell-o, her appetite now gone. She felt her stomach sink as she thought about the possibility of Belamy leaving, forever. She had no idea what she would do if Bellamy didn't make it, she wouldn't be able to live without him.

"So, um, when is the surgery going to be over?" Jessie asked, her voice breaking as she spoke.

"Two hours left. It's an eight hour surgery." Layla spoke, taking the tray away from Jessie because she clearly wasn't going to eat anything. Jessie nodded her head at Laylas answer. Only two hours and she'll find out if the love of her life will live... or die.

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Jessie snapped her head to look at Layla as she walked into the room. Jessie got off of the bed, standing up and staring at Layla with wide eyes. Layla swallowed the lump in her throat, feeling her own eyes water as she spoke.

"He didn't make it." She said quietly, but loud enough for Jessie to hear.

Jessie felt her whole world come crashing down as she fell to the floor, tears spilling out of her eyes. She was a mess, screaming and crying as she thought about Bellamy. How could he be dead? He deserved to live. It should've been her. She should've died.

"Jessie." Layla said, getting down on her knees and pulling Jessie into a tight embrace. The two stayed like this for almost an hour. Jessie crying and Layla hugging her tightly, trying to calm her down by rubbing soothing circles on her back.

After while there was a knock on the door. Layla helped Jessie to her feet as a Doctor walked into the room, he was carrying a small box.

"Hello Jessie, I'm Dr.Benson. I performed the surgery on Bellamy Blake." He spoke soothingly. "We did all we could, but he didn't make it. But here's a box of all the things that were found on him after the accident happened." He said, handing Jessie the box.

She took it, setting it down on the bed. Jessie looked through the box, pulling out Bellamys cleaned clothes and shoes. She pulled out his cracked phone, she tried turning it on, suprised that it still worked. Jessie smiled as she looked at the background, it was of the two of them the day at the beach.

Jessie wiped away some tear with the back of her hand before setting the phone down next to his clothes. She looked through the box again, pulling out his wallet, which she set down next to his phone. She looked through the box again, seeing something she didn't recognize.

Jessie reached down, pulling the final item out of the box. It was a very small box. Jessie felt her stomach drop as she realized what it was. She slowly opened the box, revealing a diamond ring. She looked at it, letting out a sob as she fell down to her knees.

He was going to propose. That's why Bellamy was taking her to a secret place. So he could propose. Jessie sobbed uncontrollably as she thought about how it could've happened, Bellamy getting down on one knee, then a year later they would be married.

Layla came to Jessie side, letting out a gasp when she saw the small box Jessie was clcutching. She rubbed circles on her back, trying her best to comfort the hysterical girl. But it was no use, Jessie pushed her away, wanting to be alone.

Layla reluctantly walked out of the room with a sigh, leaving Jessie alone. She held the box tightly to her chest, her beart breaking into more pieces every time she looked down at it. She still couldn't believe Bellamy was gone. This has to be some sort of sick dream.

Because how is she supposed to live with out him?

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A/N: I am screaming and crying call 911 i'm crying

I'm so sorry but the fucking ring and oh my god im crying

guys hes dead i cant

im crying

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