Void |Chapter 18|

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|Vanessa POV|


            It's been a month since me and Grayson have been well, loving each other. We aren't dating, I don't know if I should wait for him or do I ask. I've always been shy to do this type of stuff.

             I was on my way to pick up Grayson but when I pulled up to his driveway I saw an ambulance taking him out of the house. I quickly turned off my car as I ran to him. The paramedics stopped me. I saw Grayson basically lifeless.

    "I know him! Grayson, is he gonna be okay?"I was panicking.

        "Miss, you need to calm down were not sure yet."

             They put him in the truck as they shut the doors, driving off. I ran back to my car and followed them. On my way there I called in sick and to have a substitute teacher.

       I felt the cold tears roll down my face as I pulled over to the hospital driveway. I walked into the building to the front desk. She told me nobody can see him at the moment and to wait.

        I sat there for hours. I just wanted him to be okay.

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      I was called by the front desk. They told me his room number. I didn't hesitate to go to his room number. His room was 125.

        I open his door to see him connected to wires. I walked over to him. His heart monitor was low.

       "Grayson."I whispered. I didn't expect a response.

              I held his hand. It was cold and pale.

        I stood there watching his chest move as he breathed. I just wanted to be there with him.

             Then....he stopped.

     The monitor was going crazy. He was shaking.

       "Grayson!"I held his body as I repeatedly pressed the help button.

           "HELP! SOMEONE HELP!"I screamed as doctors rushed in, one trying to get me out. I was soon taken when I heard the last beep.

       Then his heart flatlined.

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-short chapter for certain reasons I need more ideas.


(THIS IS FOR THE PERSON THAT WANTED ANOTHER PART ILY)-Ashley 

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