My mate, My exception novel Chapter 27

I hadn't even called Jake before he shows up. He see him from my window rush up to the nurses' desk, but doesn't even say a thing to them before he inhales my scent and turns around.

Being under his gaze still makes me madly blush.

He rushes forward to my side and grasps my hand. "Are you okay? What happened? I swear to god I will kill whoever was driving that other car."

"Relax, Jake. I'm fine." I say weakly, squeezing his hand. He growls. What a werewolf.

"You are not okay. Where the hell is the doctor anyway, shouldn't he being checking up on you!" He angrily says, his voice raising.

My parents arrive soon after that and unlike Jake, don't find me solely from my scent. I see them at the nurse's station, talking to a nurse before she lead them to me.

"She suffered from head trauma, which is why we're keeping her for testing. Her doctor should be here soon to bring her up to CT."

"Well shouldn't he be here sooner?" Jake desperately asks. "She's only sitting here in pain waiting for you giys to get your act together."

"Jake, it's fine." I say weakly, watching my mom's eyes widen and my dad's eyebrow raise at Jake's outburst.

"NO, IT IS NOW FINE!" Jake yells. "That's it, Jen I know a way better hospital were you can go and you'll be treated way quicker than you ever will here." He faces the nurse. "You can tell your doctors not to bother and go get the discharge papers."

The nurse looks at Jake in shock as she doesn't make a move. I can tell Jake's about to go berserk. I reach out to grab his arm and my dad's voice catches everyone's attention.

"Who the hell do you think you are?!" He snaps.

Jake's nostril flare as he snaps his head towards my dad. Oh god. If Jake say's anything else I'll never be allowed to see him again.

I was able to tell them the whole story before the doctor shows up. He preps me to go to CT and my parents say they are going to look for Jeremy. I remind them to let me know how he is doing once they find out.

The CT scans and the simple tests the doctor do show that I do indeed have a concussion. He says it is a small one and will heal quickly, but not quick enough for me. It is a big enough injury that I won't be able to play soccer the rest of the season. I'm not the best player on my team, but I knew I would miss it. The season is only halfway over for everyone else but it is completely over for me.

They give me medication and have my parents sign the discharge papers. My mom drives me home and then goes back to the hospital. Jeremy also has a concussion, worse than mine, and also may have broken his leg. They say he will probably be released in a few hours.

In all the mess of going to get my scan and getting released, I didn't see Jake after he took my phone and went to the waiting room. When I did get back to my room, my phone was placed on the side table where I laid before I had handed it to him. I wanted to know where he went but I didn't want to bring it up to my parents and remind them of that confrontation.

It is late when I get back home and I am exhausted, physically and emotionally.

This wouldn't have happened if I had soccer practice like normal. It wouldn't have happened if Jeremy had been driving instead of me. It wouldn't have happened if we went straight home and not out for a coffee. Instead I didn't have soccer practice and I had gotten in that drivers seat and went through town.