Chapter 15

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(Josh's POV)

His lungs were fighting for air as I had my hands on them. "Tyler, it's going to be okay" he was panicking blood dripping from his mouth.

His parents came down the stairs. "He's puking up blood" I said. His dad removed the bucket from his hands and lifted up his head.

"We need to go to the hospital now" he said shinning his cell phone light in his eyes. He picked up Tyler and we all piled in the car.

I brushed tyler's hair out of his face as he leaned on me. His dad was zooming to the hospital, what was happening with Tyler?

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