Best Part: Reggie Mantle FF

thirty-two

Amayla's feet couldn't have run any faster up the stairs and to her bedroom. Her hands were scattering from dresser to dresser, suitcase to bags, bags to cell phone; buying the plane ticket back to Riverdale.

Amayla looks up to her bedroom mirror, looking at her appearance. Her eyes were red like strawberries, her hands shaking while holding her phone, her lips quivering in fear.

Diana walks past her door until her sisterly ways make her walk back to her sister's bedroom. Diana's eyes widen as she walks towards her sister, worried.

"Amayla?! What's wrong?!"

Amayla wipes her nose and breathes heavily. "I'm going back to Riverdale. Reggie is hurt."

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"Kevin, are there any updates on Reggie?"

Kevin looks back at Reggie, laying on the hospital bed through the window. "He just got out surgery. Are you heading back to Riverdale?"

Amayla breathes. "Of course, Betty said that I could stay at her house while I'm there. Thanks for watching him, Kevin."

"No problem, fly safe and see you in a couple of hours."

"Okay, bye."

As Amayla gets into the plane and into her seat, she puts on her headphones and listens to music while holding back the millions of tears she has in her eyes.

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News spread fast about Reggie's attack. Ms. Mantle, surrounded by neighbors and undying support from Reggie's classmates, Bulldogs, and Teachers & Staff.

As soon as Amayla got off the plane, Betty drove her straight to the hospital. Amayla quickly got identified and slapped the visitor's sticker onto her chest and rushed to Reggie's hospital room.

And there he was; laying there. Breathing tubes in his nose, wearing a hospital nightgown, and the machine keeping up with every heartbeat he had to give.

Amayla's tears flowed down her cheeks as she slowly sat down at a chair, watching him. Reggie was sleeping peacefully, but his body was tense, alert. Amayla gently grabs his hand and caresses it. His hand is warm, mixed with cold, so delicate in hers. She stares at his fingernails; underneath is his blood on some parts on his other fingernails.

Amayla kisses his hand as she holds his hand and closes her eyes. "It's okay, Reggie, I'm here. It's you & me... You & Me."

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Reggie slowly opens his eyes to a blurry mid dark room. He slowly turns to see a familiar head laying next to his hand on the hospital bed; Reggie slowly pets her head as she regains conscience.

Amayla sits up and stares at Reggie while he stares back at her.

"Reggie!" Amayla hugs Reggie while cuddling her face into his neck.

Reggie tears up and hugs her back, not caring about the pain he was having from the surgery. He winces for a second, making Amayla let go. "W-what happened?.."

Reggie exhales while laying his head down. "I... don't remember." He turns to her and gently grabs her hand and kisses it; "I'm just glad you're here.."