It was a cold Wednesday in California. We are waiting in the waiting room, the stench of burned coffee filled the hallways. The noise of squeaky wheels from beds being moved hurts my ears. Emily's eyes were swollen from crying and her hand was sweaty from mine. I look around the room, I see people nervous and with blank stares on their faces.  It looks like they have no hope left.
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  It all started yesterday when Emily's mom was coming from the store. Emily and I were at dinner and about to go to the movies. Meanwhile, Emily's mom was driving home.  Then she saw two glowing lights in her face.  Emily and I were about to go in the movie theater when Emily got a phone call.  While she was on the phone I went to the bathroom. I was minding my owning business when Emily ran into the men's room.
“What are you doing in here?” I say confused.
“We need to go now!” Emily says quickly.
“What? Why, what's wrong?” I say concerned.
“My mother is in the hospital, we need to go now!” Emily says demanding.
  “Oh my God, let’s go!” I say.
So Emily and I got in the car as fast as we can. While I’m driving, Emily was freaking out next to me in the car. We got to the hospital just in time to see Emily’s mom go into a room.
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“Mom, mom I need to go in there!” Emily screams.
“Mam you need to calm down--”
“No I won't! I need to see her!” Emily says madly.
I grab Emily and take her in the waiting room to try to calm her down. I sat her down and started to say it was going to be okay. Emily unexpectedly interrupted me.
“How do you know that?” Emily says sobbing.
“Well, I don't know that,” I say truthfully.
“WHAT, why would you say that?” Emily says angrily.
“What you want me to lie?” I say.
“Yes!” says Emily.
We both grinned and laughed. But that does not help the situation. We both just looked at each other.
“Do you want anything from the loud, smelly food court?” I asked.
“Three donuts!” Emily says demanding.
“Damn, three donuts?  Aren't you on a diet?” I say confused.
“Yea, so!” Emily says angrily.
“Okay.”
A doctor came in the waiting room and said Emily's name. I had to wait in the quiet, freezing waiting room, gripping the chair wondering what was going to happen. A couple of minutes went by. Emily finally came out.
“So what's going on?  Do you know anything?”
“No I was taken to the front desk to be asked questions.” She said pissed.
“You know what I've had enough with this. I wanted to know what's going on!”
“No don't William please!”
I go up to the main desk and say, “I want to know about my girlfriends mom.  Can you tell me please?” I said angrily.
“I'm sorry sir you--” says the surprise secretary.
“I want a real answer!” I demanded.
“My girlfriend is over there dying to know what's going on and you are going to tell me!” I said furiously.
“Sir, you need to go sit down.”
“Fine, I will.”
Emily swiftly walked up there and asked her nicely what was going on. And from over here I could not hear them. Then Emily broke down into tears and they took her somewhere.
Now I'm left here wondering what's going on. Then two nice nurses came over to me and said, “Please come with us.”
They took me to the same room that Emily and her mom were in. Emily sat next to her mom, hugged her and quietly sobbed into her shoulder.
“Emily what's the problem?” I asked.
“She….she's….gone” says crying Emily.
At this point I don't know what to do.  I walked slowly towards Emily, sat down on the cold wooden bench, grabbed her hand and squeezed it. I looked up to Emily and her eyes looked like a dam about to break.
I leaned in to Emily, kissed her forehead and whispered, “It's okay we can cry together.”
And then she laughed a little, while she cried. After than we had to leave the room. When we were waiting at the front desk I look outside and the sky was black it was a down fall of rain. I looked at Emily and say,
“What do you want to do?”
“Go home.”
“Okay  we can do that.”
The whole time we were in the car Emily's did not talk at all. She had a blank stare on her face. I kept asking her questions she did not answer any one of them. When we got home Emily went straight to are room and flopped on to the bed.