Can't take it back

My parents were always my best friends. Anything I needed help with or couldn't figure out, they were there. It sounds lame but it is true. In fact my parents came to prom with me as my escorts, I know right, I'm crazy.  I miss them them but their gone now. the day I found out about my parents accident I was in English class. I'm in eleventh grade so Mathematics and English were always my focus since I needed those two subjects in order to graduate from this prison they call school. That day was different, usually when people call me while I'm in class I decline the call and return it later. This unknown number showed up and I hesitated, but I answered it. A doctor answered it. "Are you Jess?" he asked. "Uh, yes I am".  He paused.  "Your parents were in a car accident you need to get here as soon as possible.". My heart sank. "I- I'll be there." I said and with that he hung up the phone. I got up with out making eye contact with my teacher and raced to my car. I was scared. The ride was long and silent i could hear my own heart beat. I texted my best friend Angie Clarke. 'Meet me at the hospital in fifteen minutes' she immediately replied. 'I saw your parents on the news. I'll be there' I shut my phone off and kept my focus on the road, not knowing what would await me.      The hospital was cold so I grabbed my black sweater that I always kept in the car. I ran to the service room and explained to them who I was and what I came for. A few minutes later Angie showed up.She turned bright red when I turned around to face her. "Where are they," She asked. "We'er going to them right now".  The doctor escorted us to the room where my parents were being "taken care of". I felt numb when i rested my hand on the door knob. Angie pulled me into a tight hug and a tear escaped my eyes and landed on her shirt. I never cry in front of people because it makes me feel inferior. I braced myself and opened the door. In the room were two people wearing white coats. I studied their features for a minute. One of them were un-plugging some cords that were connected to beds where my mother and father laid. The other was closing the curtains around the room. One of the doctors sighed and walked towards me. His eyes were icy. He looked me dead in the eyes and said, "I'm sorry, but you were two late. They suffered from internal bleeding and died before we could anything." Everything froze in my head. I looked over at the two lifeless bodies then back at the doctor. No sympathy in his eye just ice. I couldn't hold it in. The tears streamed down my face as I stood there in silence. A feeling came over me and I couldn't tell if it was anger or sadness. I grabbed my bags and stormed out the hospital leaving my best friend and the doctors in the room where my parents took their last breathe.