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"Ow." Ethan groans.
"Ethan? Oh my gosh, bro. How do you feel?"
"Where are we?"
"The hospital. How do you feel?"
"My whole body hurts. Why are we here?"
"You don't remember?"
"Remember what?"
"What's the last thing you remember?"
"Running home. Ignoring mom. And after that it's blank."
"Ethan, bro. You passed out yesterday."
"I did?" He thinks, then looks at me in horror. "Oh, must've been after I fell."
"Ethan, this was more than a fall. The doctors confirmed it. You have a fucking concussion. What actually happened?"
He doesn't answer.
"Goddamnit Ethan-"
"Ethan!?" Wesley bursts through the door. "Oh my gosh, thank god you're okay. How do you feel?"
"Ethan, I am so sorry." Layla cries.
Ethan doesn't look at her. "You shouldn't be here, Layla."
"Ethan, please. I am so sorry. I was just trying to help. I thought they would stop if you told someone!"
"I denied it, I knew this would happen."
"Wait what?"
"Grayson, you have horrible friends! And if you're anything like them, then I don't want to associate with you!"
"What're you talking about?" I ask.
"Lay-"
"Your friends put him in here, you idiot!" She sobs.
Everything is silent for a moment.
"WHAT!?"
