Chapter 18-
Ryans Pov-
I seen threw my half-closed eyelids a crying Makinsey. This may be it but she needs to know that its not her fault. Otherwise she will live in doubt her whole life. She tends to think out loud alot anyways. I heard her say the words I did not want to hear.
"This is my fault." Makinsey says with waterfalls coming out of her eyes.
I tried to speak but couldnt collect enough breath.
" I shouldnt of let him run out like that. I should have stayed to make sure that those men didnt come after us while Ryan and Alex ran far, far away but I didnt." She continued.
I let out a little whimper to let her no I was there.
"Its....not...your.....fault..." I say. Thats all I had left in me to say. The breath was gone. I seen my last part of Earth before it went black.
Makinseys Pov-
We were now at the hospital. The lady left. Unfortunately she had to go do 'Business'. She seemed a little mischevious going around like a busy-body asking questions. Maybe she was just worried but in the pit of my stomach I felt that she was trying to get info on something.
Me and Alex at the moment are sitting in the hospital chairs of the waiting room. My mind roamed and roamed with thoughts. Is he ok? Is he dead? Where is Justin and Jordan? What happened to Abby?.
I left the thoughts and went to a payphone that the hospital had in there waiting room for guests and emergencys. I am a guest and I have a emergency. I slipped in some coins and dialed Justins number.
*Ring*ring*ring*
But he never answered. I got worried. Did they leave us? Are they dangerous? I would never suspect that Justin nor Jordan were bad. I knew they were in a gang but you never no. "You cant trust anybody" My dad always told me. I wouldnt think that Justin was bad. They seemed great. I knew Justin for awhile and he didnt ever do anything. Maybe im just going a little overboard with my thoughts. I mean I am OCD. I got that from my mother. I guess you can say......my room is never messy. I hate messy. I am very great when it comes to multi-task too. Its weird but great because I could read with a tele on or radio. I could read with talking around me also. Its something I did to relax. Whenever I read...I put my self in a box and block out all noises so that I can read. I tend to do it alot.
"Makinsey! Makinsey! Makinsey!" I heard Alexs voice spin through my head. But I came back to reality.
"What? Huh?" I ask turning to her.
"You need to stop doing that." She says with a look.
"I know." I say following Alex to wherever she was going.
"The doctors wanna talk to you." She says pointing to a weird room.
"Ok.." I say walking in.
I hate hospitals. They have that weird 'Death' feeling to them and the lights are like really bright as if looking into the sun.
"Mrs. Ambern?" They question.
"Yah. Thats me." I say even though I hated when people called me by my last name. I hated my last name!
"Im so sorry....." He said looking down with sorrow filled in his eyes.
"What?" I say with a scratchy voice hardly getting the words out.
"Ryan...he passed away." He says patting my back.
"No...NO! He is not! He cant be! God wanted him to live!" I scream.
