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As the cops stuff Kyle in the backseat of the first cop car and the cops take us away, I can't help but watch him. His eyes meet mine and instead of coldness there's sadness, hurt and a lot of guilt. I wonder if he had no choice but to hurt us. Like he had to play this role and we were the stars of it all. I get one last glance at him before I get in the car. My questions will never be answered.

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When I wake up, I don't know where I am. I'm in a white room with a little TV in the top right hand corner with the news on. A chair on each side of the bed and an IV stuck in my arm that's connected to  a tube. A tube in my nose to help me breath. I look at my self in the reflection of the door window, although it's hard to see because my eyes are almost glued shut. Bruises and cuts mark my arms, I have a dark black eye and a cut across my face. Through the door window, I see my mother and father talking to the nurse. Tears stream down their cheeks when they walk through the door.

"Lainna." My mom says through a shaky breath. "Oh thank god you're alive." She holds my hand, sitting on the edge of the bed. I bring my hand to her face and weakly wipe away tears. "Mom." I croak out. I have to swallow the lump in my throat before I go on. "Mom don't cry. I'm here. I'm okay." I can't help but cry myself too. Mom leans down to hug me, but I wince. She pulls away quickly, "I'm sorry. I forgot about your ribs." She says, which only makes her cry more. She grabs a Kleenex and blows. 

I put my hands gentle across my ribs. I didn't know they were broken. I glance over at dad who is silently trying to keep back his tears. We're just missing one person... "Jamison." I gasp out. "Where...where is he?" I start to panic. The heart monitor speeds up. Dad comes over to calm me down. "Lainna, Lainna relax honey. He's fine. He's in the other room." That slow my heart beat down a little. But the thought of seeing him again  and feeling his warmth makes my insides feel numb. 

I wonder how Kyle feels. Full of regret? Guilt? Happiness? What about Alexx and Jason- did they get caught? They're probably still out there, waiting for us. "Well, I guess we'll leave you alone to rest." Mom says, getting up. I was really enjoying the company, but they'll probably want to see Jamison, if they can. I nod and they leave, the emptiness once again embracing me.

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