{1}- The one with the funeral

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Dallon's POV:
Everybody is dressed in black.

I still remember that day.

FLASHBACK
"Dallon! Call an ambulance!" Brendon shouts. We all run towards Brendon.

He was crouching near the road. I look over to the other side. Levi looked disraught, and Kate was crying. I look down and see Phoenix and Ryder's bodies on the ground.
Blood was coming out of their heads.

"Phoenix!" I crumble near her body.

"Hello 911, we need an ambulance right now. Two kids have been in an accident--" I hear Josh's voice.

"Please don't give up on me." I move my hand on the kids' face. I look over to Breezy, she was becoming a wreck. Slowly.

"Dal? Will my kid be okay?" Breezy asks me.

"Yes, Ryder will be okay." I say. Honestly, even I had no idea.

Soon the ambulance comes and all of reach the hospital. Kate did not stop crying. Levi did not utter a single word.

"Dad?" I hear Phoenix's voice.

"Phe? You are okay." I smile, but her image fades away. I stay silent, I look over to Breezy. She was trying to be strong, but her facial expressions told me everything.

Brendon was constanly shaking his leg, Sarah was trying to calm him down. "That's my niece inside!"

"I know Bren. She is my niece too. But you have to be a little strong." Sarah whispers and rubs his back.

After waiting for another 3 hours. Nobody had left their place. Kate was now asleep on Levi's shoulder, and Levi still did not say anything. "Dallon, eat something." Tyler's voice echoes.

"I am not hungry." I lie.

"Shut up. I've known you for so many years. I know that you are hungry." Tyler says. "I am bringing some food and I am not hearing a no from anyone of you."

Soon, the doctor comes out and Brendon bombards him with questions. "Please calm down."

"But--"

"Who is the father of the kids?" The doctor, Dr. Adams asks.

"I am the father of the girl and she is the mother of the boy." I say.

"Can I speak to the father only?" Dr. Adams asks.

I look at Breezy and she nods. "Okay." I follow him into the room, and he asks me to sit down. "What's wrong?"

"See, your daughter is fine. She has a fracture on her leg and her wrist has been broken pretty badly." Dr. Adams says.

"Is she awake?" I ask.

"She will be in some hours." He says.

"Will she be able to play?"  I know how much music means to her.

"If she takes proper care of her wrist, then yes she will be able to play." He replies.

"And what about the boy?"

Dr. Adam's look changes, completely. "From looking at the wounds, I can say that he jumped in front of the car to save Phoenix."

I look at him with a shocked expression.

He continues, "He experienced a major blood loss and most of his bones are broken."

"But is he--"

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