My family sits around his bed, tears fill their eyes. They ask me who would of did this, I just stare at him. I whisper to myself its all my fault. My mom hears me and says what is? I say nothing, who found him?
"Some kid in gym class he had to run the field and boom he was just laying there."
Is he okay anything broken or what?
"The doctor said he was beaten up very bad, his floating ribs are broken, almost close enough to puncture his lungs. It's very hard to breath for him they have him on a ventilation. They said he might not be able to play football again."
That's what hits me right there that's his dream and passion is football he's going to hate me now that if he can't play anymore I begin to cry again. Its all my fault.
My mom turns to me "Is there something you're not telling us?"
No mom nothing. Have you guys told Steven what happened?
"He wouldn't answer our calls, did you see him at school?"
Actually I didn't, ima go by his house and let him know what happened. I'll be back later, can I stay with him tonight please?!
"Yeah you can Ana, we're just gonna stay here uuntil you get here incase he wakes up."
I pull up to his house and try and call him he doesn't answer so I walked up to his door and knocked, his mom answers.
Hey miss Johnson, is Steven here?
"Actually no I haven't seen him since he left for school this morning."
That's weird because he wasn't at school today or at least I didn't see him.
"What the hell if you see him or get in touch with him tell him to come home he never answers my calls."
Okay bye I'll tell him when I see him thanks Miss Johnson. Have a good day. And if you see him before me tell him I need to talk to him Its very important.
"Okay honey I will. And tell your mom I said hello."
Okay I will. Bye.
I get back into my car I begin to get scared what is going on?
