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parkers pov: my parents walked in the room and i could barely see them. i couldn't move any part of my body but my mouth and my eyes a little. they started talking to me but i didn't listen. i just want malachi.. my throat felt scratchy and it hurt. bad.

me- mommy..

my mom rushed over to my side and started crying again

mom- yes honey! oh god.. are you okay?

me- malachi...

mom- what was that honey? slower please

me- malachi mommy...

mom- malachi? okay honey.. ill have someone get malachi

my mom tells the nurse something but i dont listen. all i can think about is seeing my sweet boy again.. after a few minutes the door opens and someone walks in. i hear a sob and moan escape their lips. it looks like a guy. ive seen him before

?- oh parker... im so sorry

the guy rushes to my side and hold my hand

me- no...

?- what baby?

me- not malachi...

mom- honey that is malachi...

?- baby its me..

me- no...

mom- honey who is malachi?

me- malachi..

?- baby i am malachi.

no. my malachi isn't here. my malachi was in the car with me. who is this guy?

me- no...

dad- mija when was the last time you see malachi?

me- he was in the car with me... during the accident..

my mom gasps and the guy next to me starts crying even harder. whats wrong with this guy

me- wheres malachi? wheres his parents?

mom- honey..

me- i want him and his family...

the more i talked the more my throat hurt

?- babe...

i shake my head and tears are streaming down my face

me- who are you?

?- babe im malachi...

me- no...

dad- mija maybe you dont remember now but you will soon okay?

me- NO! this isnt my boy...

just like that my head starts feeling funny, i can barely breathe, theres some liquid in my throat that tastes like blood. i pass out and thats all i remember

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