Focus (The better version)

Chapter Six: No Trust Zone

KAYLA

We speed walk to the counter to go see Henry. Terrible condition? I have to find out who did this to him, who put my friend in terrible condition.

"Where is he?" Chris demands loudly to the receptionist. I feel so bad for Chris. Henry and him were best friends since kindergarten. They'll be friends for years to come. If he makes it.

"Sir, you have to calm down," the receptionist tells Chris. "Who are you looking for?"

I finally speak up to answer. "Henry. Henry Brown, ma'am."

"Are you his parents?" I felt Chris' hand squeeze mines harder. This isn't going to be good.

"DO WE LOOK OLD ENOUGH TO BE HIS PARENTS??? We're his best friends. Can you just let us see him?" It seemed as if Chris was going to cry.

"Im sorry sir. We can't let you see him. You'll have to wait in the waiting room like all of his other friends."

Dammit.

We walk into the room labeled with a super bright sign saying Waiting. We aren't blind, we get it. It's a waiting room.

Once we get in Kaiyah runs to me and stays crying on my shoulder. "Calm down Kaiyah. It's okay. He's going to be okay. " I hate when other people cry.

I pat Kaiyah on her back and just let her tears flow. Although I hate seeing her so distressed, there was nothing I could do about it.

"What happened? Why is Jess here, once again unwanted," Chris says, glaring at Jess. Jess only throws him a glance then looks back to the floor.

"Well apparently he went to the mall to get me an apology gift for what happened earlier. When he was walking to my house to give it to me, some gang called the Crip...they nearly beat him to death." Kaiyah starts to cry again. I wish I could help her.

"Aww," that's all I could say.  The  Crips were the most dangerous gang here. They were known for viciously fighting. Sometimes for no reason. Sometimes for a deal-gone-wrong. Yet they managed to never leave any evidence, so the police can't arrest them.

"Come here girls. Bring it in," Chris says. He's always been the supportive type. One of the reasons I love him.

*

After we all hug I tell Kaiyah to go take a seat and get some rest. Then I pull Chris to outside of the room and I close the door.

"You think she'll be okay," Chris asks me.

"Yeah I think so.. will you be okay? We all know you were friends with him the longest. It's always been The Ghetto and The Australian since middle school. How you feeling?"

"I'm good." I know he's lying. He looks sad and worried. I look into his eyes and he looks into mine. He finally gave in and cried on my shoulder.

"It's okay to cry Chris. Just don't lie. You have to let it out sometimes."

After a while of hugging and talking, we walk back into the waiting room. We sit next to each other and hold hands. I know he's still upset but at least he vented some of his sadness out. We all wait in anticipation for the doctor to give us some results. Time ticks by and by. Thirty minutes... 45 minutes... 1 hour... 2 hours... 3 hours...

KAYLA

I close my textbook when the bell rings. Great. I hated math class anyway. As soon as I put my textbooks in my bag I get up to leave. Freedom.

"Makayla. How you doing?" Who is calling me by my full first name? I hate my name.

I turn around to find the culprit. Oh. It's just my best friend, Caleb. He's the only exception besides my parents.