~Kat's POV~
I walked inside after my mom called me. "Yeah?" I asked walking in the kitchen. I saw John on the floor. He was covered in bruises and blood. My mom was crying over him. Ally didn't know it had happened she followed me in the kitchen. I saw Brett standing over them. I screamed. I can't stand this. Everything was going perfect for me but what's the point in me being happy if my family isn't? It's not fair. I turned around and looked at Ally. "Go with Chandler to the car." I said looking at Chandler to take her outside. He nodded with a look of worry in his eyes and I turned to my family again. "Mom, take him in the living room. Call an ambulance." I said. She started to pick him up. "No. They're not going anywhere." Brett said. "I think they are. This is between you and me now." I said nodding at my mom to continue to the living room. He rolled his eyes. "Fine." He smiled and walked toward me. "How did you get out of jail?" I asked. "I have my ways." He laughed. He swung at me but I dodged his fist. He kept trying to punch me and somehow he kept missing. I was so surprised. Then he actually hit me. "Finally. I was getting tired." He laughed. I fell to the ground and tried to get back up but he kicked me in the gut. "Get off of her!" My mom yelled. "Mom it's okay." I said giving up. I just stopped fighting against him. I guess I was just ready to let go. But then I started having flashbacks. They were of me and Chandler, from the first day we met to a few hours ago planning our wedding. All the times he smiled at me and all the times he's made me get butterflies in my stomach. All the times he's been by my side and there for him and I was about to leave him. I threw Brett off of me and jumped on top of him punching hi repeatedly in the face. I stood up and stomped on his gut and another place where the sun does not shine. He laid in pain and I went to the living room with my mom and John. I brought them outside and Chandler was waiting by the car. He ran up to me worried. "Are you okay?" He asked. I nodded. I looked at my mom. "Did you call?" I asked. She nodded. "They'll be here soon." She said. "Kat, am I gonna be okay?" John asked weakly. "I believe so. And I really hope so." I said. We sat outside waiting for the ambulance. It came a few minutes later. "Kat?" My mom asked worriedly. I looked over and saw John unconscious. He looked like he was barely breathing. They lifted him into the ambulance and my mom got in with them. We followed in Chandlers car. "Um.. Kat?" He asked. "Yeah?" I replied. "Did you happen to see your little sisters face?" He asked worriedly. "No." I said looking in the backseat. "Ally what happened?" I almost yelled. "Brett." She whispered. "I swear he's gonna wish he was never born when I'm done with him." I said under my breath. She had a black eye and bruises on her arms. "No. Calm down. It'll be okay." Chandler said. "Excuse me? You seriously don't want anything to happen to him after the hell he put us through?" I asked aggravated. "Look, he does deserve hell, and he deserves worse than anyone in the world for hurting my girl. But I think it's best to just leave him be." He explained. I looked at him with such a stupid look. "He deserves to be dead." I snapped. "You should never wish death upon someone." He said looking straight at the road. He glanced over at me. "Don't do anything stupid Kat." He said. I rolled my eyes. We pulled up to the hospital and ran inside. John was rushed to the emergency room. We sat outside his room for a while waiting to go in. "I've gotta go to work soon. We've been here all night." Chandler whispered. "I'm not leaving." I said trying not to cry. "I'll tell them I can't film today. They probably won't have a scene for me anyways." He said. He pulled out his phone and texted Steven. A few minutes later his phone rang and he was arguing about why he couldn't film. "You can come in now." The doctor said opening the door wider to let us in. "Is he gonna be okay?" My mom asked. "Can I talk to you in private please?" He asked her. She nodded and they walked in the hall. I walked up to John at his bed. "You think he'll be okay?" Ally asked. "I don't know pumpkin. I hope so." I said still trying not to cry. "Kat?" He asked waking up. "Yeah, it's me. Are you feeling okay?" I asked. He nodded. "I don't know if I'm gonna make it. I keep having these dreams of me dying and you and momma crying. Ally wasn't there though. She was in the play room. She didn't know. But I don't wanna die." He explained. "You're not going to. You're strong. You can get through this. I know you can. Please for me. Stay strong." I begged. "Kat." My mom called. "Yeah?" I asked. "Come out here." She said. Ally stayed next to his side while I went in the hall with my mom. "What did the doctor say?" I asked not wanting to know. "He's most likely not gonna make it. If he does, hey said it would be the first time they've ever seen someone that hurt pull through. He's only got a few hours at the most if he passes." She said sadly. "Wh-wh-why? I mean. Wh-what happened?" I asked. She started to explain. "One of the punches was too hard and cause damage to his lungs. They could both collapse. His heart is slowing down and-" her voice faded out. I began to get dizzy. I can't lose him. I can't. I can't let go.
«Chandlers POV»
I got off the phone and looked over to Kat and saw her walking out of the room. She was on the verge of tears. I walked closer and heard her mom tell her the doctor said he might not make it. I saw her about to fall. She was gonna blackout. I ran up and held her up. "Kat?" I asked panicking. "Is she okay?" Her mom asked. "Get a doctor." I replied. She ran to the desk and asked for a doctor while I tried to wake her up. We brought her to a room and laid her down. I sat next to her and held her hand.
~Kat's POV~
I woke up and Chandler was holding my hand. "Did I black out again?" I asked. "You're okay." He smiled. "Yeah. I really wish I'd stop blacking out. It's aggravating. How can you like me?" I asked. "I don't." He said. I looked at him sadly. "I love you. More than anything." He smiled. He kissed my forehead. "I love you too." I said and scrunched my nose at him. He laughed and kissed me again but on the lips. We kissed for a while and my mom walked in. "Come on." She said sadly. We walked to Johns room. I was terrified. "I'm not ready." I said sadly. "Sometimes you don't expect things to happen, bad or good. But things happen and it could hurt you but it'll be okay." Chandler said trying to make me feel better. "He's 10 Chandler. He doesn't deserve this." I said. "I know. Maybe he'll pull through." He said putting his arm around me. We all sat next to his side. I held his hand and Chandlers hand tightly. His heartbeat stopped. "I'm so sorry for your loss." The doctor said. "No." I whispered. "What?" My mom asked. "No! He's not gone. He can't be. Save him! Do something! Don't you dare tell me you did all you could because we both know damn well that you can do better. Save him! He is a 10 year old boy that deserves so much more. Please help him." I begged. "I'm sorry but we really can't. It's time to let go." He said. I fell to my knees and put my hands over my face. I can't let go of him. Not now.
