My Brother's Best Friend

His Fate

[Nikki's POV]

All I can remember is Tyler picking me up and placing me in the backseat of someone's car. The rest is just a blur from crying so much. I look in the rearview mirror of the car as I sit up and see my face. Except it isn't my face. Its red and blotchy and my cheeks are soaked. There is black running down the side of my face. After realizing what's going on and why I look so terrible, I peer into the driver's seat and see Morgan with her eyes on the road. In front, I see a hospital and an emergency room crowded with people. I suddenly remember why we are here. Dylan.

Tyler looks at me and says,"Everything is going to be alright, Niks. I promise." His words give me some comfort but not a lot. I nod and reply," I know. But I don't want to see him hurt. Not just now, but ever." My voice sounds raspy and its hard to speak. Probably from screaming so much. I almost choke on my words,"Tyler...are you alright?" He doesn't respond but Morgan does,"Yeah. I think he is fine but I don't know if you remember... He totally flipped out back at your house. He punched a wall and everything." I try to picture Tyler crying and punching a wall and it just makes me laugh. I laugh so hard that it turns into crying and I notice Morgan get out of the car through my blurred vision. She opens my car door and grabs my hand,"Come on. We are going to go see him. I already see Lisa and Julia." I wipe the tears off my cheeks with the heels of my hand.

Morgan pulls me over to Dylan's mom and sister. Once we get to them, Lisa, Dyl's mom, embraces me in a hug. Julia hugs Morgan, they're friends...sort of. Lisa lets go and takes hold of my shoulders, gently,"Oh, Nikki. You're so good to him. I hope he never loses you." She says to me with a thankful look on her face. Well, I think to myself, I hope I never lose him. I just nod in response, once more wiping my tears away. Lisa embraces me in one last hug and starts to cry. She dives in for Morgan and I turn away to Julia,"Hey Nikki. We haven't seen him yet, but, we spoke to the paramedics who brought him in and they say he is breathing," thank God. I think to myself,"but he is unconscious." My heart sinks to my shoes and I can feel the lump in my throat start to rise. "Well-," My voice starts to break,"well is-is he alright?" I could barely get the words out. Calm down, Nikki, he is alive. Be thankful you will get to see him again, I thought to myself. "They said that he has two broken ribs and a broken leg. He has glass embedded into his face but they are working on getting it out. He has to have stitches. But they also say that the other guy has it much worse." She scoffs and chuckles but then I see her start to cry. She clasps her hand over her mouth and takes a big breath before she let's out a sob. I hug her and start to cry myself. Morgan takes me away and I see Lisa crying too. I look in the car and Tyler is just sitting there with a blank expression on his face. I turn away. Seeing Tyler show no emotion is worse than seeing him cry. I can tell that Morgan has been crying too because her face is red and blotchy, just like mine. As a group of crying women, we walk into the emergency room, trying not to shove people but doing it anyways with an abundance of sorry's and excuse me's.
We finally make it into the actual emergency room inside the hospital and Morgan asks the lady at the front desk for his room,"Yes, one moment...ahh here we go, room 119. Checked in a few minutes ago." Morgan nods and, still holding my hand, drags me to 119. "115...116..118...119! Here we go...are you sure you want to see him, Nikki?" Her voice is smooth and comforting. It doesn't sound raspy like mine. I nod and she opens the door.