If I Ain't Got You

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Darling I, I can't explain
How do we lose our way?
Girl it's driving me insane
And I know I just need one more chance
To prove my love to you
If you come back to me, then I'll guarantee
That I'll never let you go
Can we go back to the days our love was strong
Can you tell me how our perfect love goes wrong?
Can somebody tell me how to get things back the way they used to be
Oh GOD give me the reason
I'm down on bended knee
: On Bended Knee by Boyz 2 Men

                  Kyren P.O.V.

            I told King I was at the lake, but I was really at a motel. I didn't feel like dealing with anybody and I could write a song in peace. I got my stuff together and threw it in the trunk. I need some advil or something. I have a killer headache. I got in my car and headed towards my house trying to stay focused. I felt dizzy, but whatever. I plan on showering and going to school late. I hadn't brought any extra clothes with me so.

            I pulled up to my house and Lyric and King were still here. Everybody else was probably gone to school already. I stepped into the house. "Kyren," Lyric said.

          "Lyric," I replied. She stared at me.

        "Why didn't come home last night like you said you would?" She asked.

        "I-I-" I rubbed my head. My knees felt wobbly. I sat down on the floor.

        "Kyren are you alright?" She asked. I shook my head no. I see two of her. Wow. Two moms. Sounds interesting.

         "Kinggggg!" Lyric yelled.

         "Don't-" I laid back on the floor. I couldn't fight anymore. I didn't have the energy.

         "What's wrong? Kyren why are you laying in the floor?" He asked.

         "Need a nap," I replied closing my eyes.

         "Kyren get up!" Lyric yelled.

         "Just let me sleep lady," I sighed.

         "King go get me that wheelchair out of that closet. I'm taking him to the hospital," Lyric said. I heard shuffling. Then they lifted me up and placed me in the wheelchair.

         "Kyren open your eyes please. Please," Lyric begged.

         "I'm tired mama," I replied.

         "Maybe he's just sleepy," King offered.

         "This boy is fucking pale King! He hasn't been eating."

           "Well I didn't know."
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        I woke up in a hospital room. Lyric was beside my bed in her scrubs. I stared at her. She stared back.

         "Sup?" I asked weakly.

          "Why haven't you been eating?" Lyric asked me.