Luke's P.O.V.

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Two weeks ago, I was just playing basketball at the state championships. It was half time and then I get this urgent call saying my girlfriend, Riley, got a concussion and is being rushed to the hospital. I run out of the gym and leave my team behind. I got in my car and drove to the hospital as fast as I could. 

Riley finally woke up today. Once Emily left and we were all alone I say, "Hey. Are you ok,"

"Yeah," she says but I can tell she's lying.

"You're not ok," I say, "I can tell. What's wrong?" She looked sad like she would start to cry.

"I don't know if I'll be able to play basketball again," she says bitterly. I felt really bad. Riley lived for basketball. She had been playing since she was born and basketball had been her life. She wanted to be a professional basketball player when she grew up. That's what I liked about her. 

"I'm sorry," I say.

"It's fine," she says.

"Ok. I've got to go," I say, "Bye!" Right when I get up, Riley groaned and fainted! I yelled for a doctor. The doctors grabbed her and told me to get out. Then, I walked away.

Riley's POV

I woke up after I fainted. "What happened?" I asked the doctor.

"You were just tired," the doctor replied, "You're fine," But inside, I felt the opposite of fine. Then, I walked out of the hospital in the rain.

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