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Everything was moving in slow motion as I stumbled into the hospital..

Confused and hurt.

I walked to the desk as my tears started to fall and my mom wrapped her arms around me as she led me to a room.

Joe was sitting up bloodied and bruised, his arm in a sling. He looked up at me as he opened his arms and I hugged him.

I sobbed in my older brother's chest as he sat there quiet. "Evie?"

"Hm?"

"How's Zach?"

"What's wrong with Zach?"

"He was driving the car." He said quietly.

I looked at Joe. "What do you mean he was driving?"

"He was driving. Evie.." And I felt my heart shatter.

Zach. Less than 12 hours ago I was kissing the damn boy and now he was...close to dying.

Everything hurt my head, my heart. I couldn't lose him. Not now.

And it didn't matter that I liked him. He was a childhood friend. He was someone who I had know since what had seemed like birth. Someone who I thought would always be there.

"Doctor Snow! He's... we're losing him!" A nurse ran out of the room. My mom gave me a look of sadness as she sprinted into the room.

I looked at the room number 404. I shook my head as I walked to one of the nurses and asked them what room Zach was in as they looked at each other.

I felt my anger flare up. "What room number?!"

"Room 404." I looked at Joe who looked close to tears as we walked back to his room as I felt my heart clench.

Why did it have to be Zach?

I looked Joe who was wiping away tears as I hugged him.

"He's my best friend. What I am gonna do without him?"

I didn't answer as I continue to stroke his hair as my brother continued to cry about his friend and my love who was hanging onto his last string of life.

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