In the waiting room of the hospital, Cory, Topanga, Amy, Alan, Morgan, who's tears were flooding her face, Eric, and Jack all sat, nervously waiting for the doctors news. Everyone's heads jerked harshly towards the door of the room of the hospital that Shawn was in, as far as everyone knew, unconscious.
"Mr. Hunter is requesting to see Cory and Morgan." The doctor stood aside as Cory and Morgan walked through the doorway. Cory's stomach lurched when he saw his best friend. Shawn was covered in dried blood, that had been slightly smeared by nurses trying to wipe it off. One of Shawn's eyes was swollen almost completely shut. His other eye was surrounded by a big black bruise. Morgan gasped and covered her mouth with her shaking hand. Tears were streaming down her face, more than before.
"Hey Cor. Hi Morgan." Shawn smiled weakly at them from his hospital bed. He lifted his bandaged hand slightly off the sheets to wave.
"Hi Shawn." Cory spoke with a tightness in his voice that could only be interpreted as guilt.
"H-H-hi S-s-s-Shawn..." Morgan stuttered, her voice being shaken by fear.
"Shawn, I'm so sorry." Cory stepped forward toward Shawn's bed.
"It's ok, Cory. I know I deserve what I got. I mean, even I'd hate me. Which I do anyways." Shawn confessed.
"Oh, Shawn, you don't deserve that! It's all my fault!" Morgan's whole body was shaking and she was crying uncontrollably.
"Morgan, why would you put this on yourself? I did this to you. It's not your fault." Shawn spoke quietly with an obvious hint of guilt and sadness in his voice. His eyelids were drooping and the IV he was hooked up to was slowly running out. The heart monitor's heart lines were getting faster and faster. He was breathing harder and it was getting harder for him to take a breath. Cory began to worry as tried to suck in a breath and coughed.
"Doctor!" Cory yelled as he ran to the doorway.
Shawn's doctor came rushing into the room along with four nurses who all raced to Shawn's bed just as Shawn passed out once again...
