Taylor Little
"We will visit often!" My mother spoke softly as her and my dad were heading to the airport to leave to Canada.
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"I'll miss you guys so much!" I said one more time as I saw them wave goodbye and head off.
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I went inside to see Nate lying down on my sofa watching TV. We went over to my house after dinner at his house and he ended up sleeping over.
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"You okay, baby?" Nate asked getting up.
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"I'm fine, I miss them but I will get used to it." I said assuring him.
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"Let's go out tonight, for a real, no mistakes, date." Nate said kissing my cheek.
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"I'm up for it!" I replied.
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"Be ready by six tonight. Wear casual! Love you." Nate said as he left my house and closed the door behind him.
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This is finally a time Nate and I get to hang out without any drama, because every time we get together it always ends badly, except for the sex we had after the movie theatres. That ended really well.
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I watched a few movies at it was 4 o' clock. I watched the news, because apparently there was some terrible car accident that recently happened.
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"Breaking News: Young man was severely hurt in a major car accident." The lady on TV spoke.
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"Young boy's name is confirmed. Nate Maloley, he is turning 19. He got hit on the side of Jennings Avenue by an elderly with bad sight. He was immediately sent to the hospital."
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No, no, no. This can't be happening to my Nate.
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"We don't know if the boy will survive, said the nurse."
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My tears were freely coming out as I panicked. I rushed to the hospital. I could've been in a car accident with my speeding.
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"I'm here to see Nate Maloley, please!" I sobbed to the secretary at the front desk. I couldn't help myself, Nate will survive and he will not die.
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"Room 502, second floor." She answered. I mumbled a thank you and ran off.
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I immediately saw Nate's father crying outside. I hugged him, as I heard him tell me something.
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"I don't want to loose my son! He's the only thing I have!"
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I went into Nate's room and my heart broke. There was the love of my life, sleeping on a bed, full of cuts and bruises. I went up to him and cried in his chest. I kissed his cold lips and stroked his hair.
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And in that moment, I felt like I was about to die.
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