This Isnt Working (Phil/Lacy)

Lacy sighs as she walked down the hallway keeping her keycard in her hands. Ordinarily she and Phil would share a room, but today she was going to have to do something she didnt necessarily want to. She reached Phil letting out a shaky sigh. "Hey."

"Hey." he said as he kissed her quickly and noticed how she was acting.

"You alright?"

She didn't return the kiss. "I'm fine. Let's go upstairs."

"Um, okay?" he said as they started to head upstairs.

After they reached Phil's room, she turned to him. "I got a separate room."

"What? Why?" he asked confused.

"Are you mad at me or something?"

"No, I'm not mad at you." she sighs, trying to think of how to say this. "Phil, you're a great guy. And I don't want to hurt you, but I don't think we should see each other anymore."

He looked at her shocked and confused.

"B-but we were doing great together. I don't understand."

She looks down. "Im sorry."

"I can fix it. I'll tell you I love you more than I usually do. Come on Lace, please don't do this." he begged.

"No." she shook her head regretfully. "Im sorry, but you can't."

He sighed and stayed silent for a moment. He then put his hands in his pockets.

"Why are you doing this?"

"Would you rather me lead you on?" she swallowed before saying this, knowing that there was no way in hell that this was true, "I don't love you."

He shook his head.

"I-I don't believe you."

"You don't have to. Goodbye Phil." she sighed and turned on her heel to walk walk, inwardly wondering what the hell she was doing.

He shook his head.

"I should have known." he muttered as he went to his room and grabbed his car keys, needing to clear his head for a bit.

Lacy walked into her new hotel room, looking around it. She fell onto the bed face first and held back the tears.

Phil went into his car and drove off. He didn't know where he was going and he didn't care at that moment, he just wanted to get away for a while. Blasting his stereo and trying to figure out why Lacy was being that way, he didn't hear a truck beeping their horn at him and didn't realize he went on the wrong lane. When he noticed, it was too late, the truck hit him. His car ended up rolling around and landed upside down, with Phil still inside, motionless.

Lacy heard a loud crash outside and shot up, looking out of the window to see what the noise was from. She saw a car flipped upside down and gasped, running out of the room and going down the flights of stairs into the lobby. She ran outside when she realized who's car it was. "PHIL!" She screamed running over to the car and seeing him in the car, motionless.

She pulled out her cell phone frantically trying to call 911.

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A few hours later

Lacy sat bouncing her leg nervously as she twisted her ring on her finger.

The doctor finally came out and saw Lacy sitting there.

"You're here for Phil Brooks right?"

She looked up at the doctor and stood up immediately. "Yes! Is he okay?"

"Let me tell you that he is even lucky to be alive. He's suffered a few injuries, but I can't tell you any other information, unless you are a close family member."

Crap. She thought for a quick second before remember the promise ring on her hand that she hadn't returned to Phil yet. "I'm his wife."

"Oh, I'm sorry to keep you waiting then. Your husband has some broken ribs, he broke his ankle and he suffered some internal injuries. We performed surgery on him to stop him from bleeding on the inside and we did suffer some head injuries, but he's going to be fine. Of course, he'll need to go to rehab for his ankle and what not, but we expect a full recovery."

She let out a shaky breath, "Can I see him?"