So don't freak out this is not how I'm ending my fic I wrote this because I started writing and then it became this and I actually find it pretty good but I am not going to go all Game of Thrones on you guys.
So yeah spoiler Chloe will live and the fanfic isn't ending anytime soon enjoy.
I love you
Stay Hella Dope
yours truly
BluePunkRockRebel

Kate's POV

The streets are filled with rain. Thunder lightens the sky and tears fill the car with a depressing state.
Who would do such a thing.
Half an hour ago I got a call from the police, Max and Chloe were found both unconscious and in a critical state on the side of the road.
It was a hit and run, the police suspects a drunken driver hit them and they swerved of the road into a tree.
Chloe was found mumbling prayers and holding Max.
I park my car in a hurry I don't care if I get a ticket the only thing on my mind now is my two best friends dying.
"Chloe Price and Max Caulfield."
"They are both in intensive care I'm afraid I can't help you miss..."
"Marsh, Kate Marsh do you have any idea how they are doing?"
"I'm sorry miss Marsh that's information I can't share."
I shouldn't be angry at her she's just doing her job but I am angry and in shock.
They are family, what about Will and Kya, oh god Will and Kya.
Despite the nurse her warning that I should stay in the waiting room I sneak out and make my way to the intensive care.
I sneak into the break room and snag one of the uniforms. I put a random name tag on.
"Delores Heffer."
I check the name on the schedule, the real doctor won't be here until 8 pm, time enough for me.
She's from the dental department so no one will know her in the intensive care.
I stop one of the doctors in the hallway.
"Hey I'm sorry one of my friends got hit in a car crash and is in intensive right now could you?"
The doctor looks at me with a look full of sympathy.
"Of course what's your friends name?"
If I say Max he might recognize me from our studio.
"Chloe Price."
He freezes in place.
"The tattoo artist?"
"Yeah do you know her."
"She gave me my tattoo, talented girl, car crash huh follow me."
I want to make small talk but I can't, talking about Chloe in a happy way while she might be dying right this moment... I shake my head and try to hold back the tears.
"Where do you know her from?"
The young doctor asks.
"Our kids go to school together."
He smiles lightly and holds his arm to the end of the hall.
"End of the hall right door, good luck."
"Thank you doctor..."
I don't see a nametag.
"Boyd, Jack Boyd."
"Thanks Jack."
"No problem Kate."
I freeze in place.
"Don't worry I won't tell anyone."
He winks and turns around on one heel into the other direction whistling a happy tune.
I hesitate to ask him how he knew but time is running out I run to the end of the hall.
Before barging into the door I realize I have to act professional.
I take a deep breath and open the door calmly. It's a viewing room.
A few college students are sitting there taking notes and looking at the lifeless body of the phenomenal punk.
I put my hands on the glass, I wish she knew I was here, I wish I could hold her tell her she is going to be fine.
A huge piece of metal sticks in Chloe's side, I turn my head to look away from the horrific state Chloe is in.
She doesn't have color even her signature blue hair seems to be drained from all its glory.
One doctor is trying to hold the organs in place while the other is prying out the scrap of metal.
I feel sick. I run to the corner of the room and grab the garbage can, all my food finds its way out.
"First time?" One of the college students whispers in my direction without taking his gaze of Chloe.
"Yeah sort of."
"It's ok this has to be one of the most gruesome accident's I have seen so far."
I stop fighting the tears.
The student looks at me, he seems vaguely familiar.
"You knew her didn't you?"
"What do you mean knew?"
"Miss...viewing rooms are only for..."
He looks away.
The deceased...I run out of the room, My head spinning.
Before I know it I'm sitting on the ground in fetal position, crying.
Chloe...she's gone.