Good or Bad

It's the Little Things that Count

>London's POV<

          I left the hospital with Rome and rushed over to Carter's hospital on the East side. It took us 30 minutes to get there and when we did I rushed to Carter's room. Carter was awake and getting checked out by the doctor. In another two minutes, the doctor had left.

"Hey London."

"Hey Carter, how you feeling?" I said as I walked over to her.

"Fine, just have an excruciatingly painful headache." she replied. "Could you pass me that cup?"

I gave it to her and she gulped down the water.

"Much better. Now forget about me and let's talk about you."

"Me? What about me?"

"How about that hot guy that 'gets you so annoyed' for instance."

"He just happens to be the guy you made me kiss at that party and he knows the secret." he eyes immediately widened. "Not the whole secret just my half of it."

"Oops." she said with a nervous chuckle.

"Yeah and he's in the hospital."

"Oh my gosh what happened?"

"Uh, he was attacked."

"By?"

"Don't know. I found him in his car completely out of it."

"Oh that's te- wait...you found him?"

"Yeah, he called me."

"He so likes you!" Carter exclaimed.

"He was dying!" I exclaimed back mockingly.

"You're so overdramatic." she scoffed.

"And you're so under-dramatic."

"That's not a word." she said in a flat tone.

"Is now." I shrugged.

"Not how it works, but okay."

"Oh well."

"Okay, but is he truthfully okay?"

"Yeah, but he's pretty banged up."

"What exactly needs recovery?"

"Um, he broke a rib or two, an arm, and leg... I think I mean I could be wrong cause I forgot, which is terrible considering I was just there. However, I think I'm right."

"I really wonder about you sometimes."

"Me too." we both laughed and continued conversation.

      Eventually, I left so Carter could rest and Rome took me home. I knew after a night like that I needed some sleep. When I got home I explained what happened to Paris and Jesse, even though Rome texted them a brief summary of what was happening.

        Jesse was so relieved that Carter was okay and asked if she could borrow my car to go visit her first thing the tomorrow morning. Well, first thing after she drops me at school. Paris was also relieved that Carter was okay, but also concerned for Xander.

       Once I made my "rounds" I went to bed tired after the hectic night I had. I still couldn't believe that someone could do such a terrible thing to Xander. And I still wondered who did it.
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>Xavier's POV<

          It's 11 P.M. and I'm now taking Ashley home because the nurses asked us to leave and come back tomorrow. I couldn't believe this happened to my brother, actually I could because I know exactly who did it.