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(trey in MM) trey Pov Right now we all sitting looking dumb Amari just left and idk what to do I"m falling in love with her hard I was interrupted by a phone call it was from Amari Jayden- Amari I"m so sorry Kiana- excuse me but Amari was just in an horrible car reck and we just looked at each other to see who to contact. kiana- DAMNNN what hospital! trey- saint Luke Kiana- okay thank you then hangs up Y'all we all got there Amari was just in a reck we got to get to the ER Everybody hoped up and we ran to the car I sped ran every stop sign and red light man chill she gone make it Jayden tried to calm me down but I wasn't hearing shit I needed Amari top make it not wanted but needed I love ha lil short ass so much she my ride or die shit. Once we got there there we hopped out the car and ran to the desk Amari Jones I asked the lady at the desk I"m so sorry sweetie she just got in surgery I don't know anything els the look she was giving me didn't look good. But I need to know if she's alright I"m so sorry when you hear anything please inform us thank you kiana pulled me away I punched the wall and sat down with my hands on my head I yelled it's all my fault... 6 hours later Everyone was sleep except me and kiana I got out my thoughts by a doctor saying Amari Jones I woke Jayden up and we all walked up to him what are your relationship with miss Jones best friend crush future boyfriend he said and mugged me I could have punched his ass right here but I flicked him off okay then we"ll Amari is in an coma and we don't know when will she wake up it could be minutes seconds days weeks months even years we just don't know the doctor said by now Jayden and kiana was crying and kiana never cry cause she doesn't like people seeing her sad Amari meant something to all of us she was person that kept us all together Jayden punched holes in the wall and kiana was throwing up and me I was just frozen. Can we see her I asked yes room 242 on the 2nd floor I got them and we headed to the room when we got there I my heart broke she looked horrible she looked life less I didn't know how to make it better because I wanted to really really bad . I we all started praying hoping she would wake up and get better we all loved her so much please don't take her away from us she deserve to live and be alive she is my world and I promise I will do anything to keep her safe but please god let her wake up please please Please......... 1 month in a half Amari Pov I did it I opened my eyes and seen kiana listening to church music praying I was trying not to laugh cause her ass never singing shit like that and on side her was Jayden and trey fine ass in my room to hmmmm I said hi I said Omg she's awake y'all one of them ran somewhere and told the doctor came in I see miss Jones you are awake yea ummm who are you guys? I asked u don"t remember us the one with the curly hair said no am I suppose to I asked confused We are your best friends you know kiana your bestie y'all talk abt nails and all that other stuff and party together and Jayden your homie And me I"m yo future boyfriend me you don't remember your besties we were close since 3rd grade she didn't say that yes yes she did u didn't pay attention then it all came to me I remember I said quietly what trey said I remember I said louder then a pain came to me legs awhhhhhh fuck Jayden said it hurts so bad I screamed calm down ma okay Jayden ran to go get the doctor I had a medium sized cut on my leg it wad deep and hurts like hell awhhhh please I cried Amari I know but please stay strong ma I showed him the cut why the hell is that not stitched up Jayden yelled I"m sorry he said 30 minutes later I got my stitches and that shit hurt but I'm okay doc when can I leave you hmmmm well now really but Amari broke your leg ankle and arm you will be on bed rest he said okay I called and told my parents about it and they were understandable and said okay they love me and hope I get better.
