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Part 60

Shawn:

I was so sad that me and Maya argued again. This isn't healthy for our relationship especially when we're so far apart.

I cried and just walked out the house to my car. I drove off and went to my favorite spot to write music or to just think things out.

The lake.

"Why do you always make things difficult?" I talked to myself and then my phone buzzed. I pulled it out of my pocket and saw Maya's face lighting up my screen. I smiled at the picture and then accepted the call.

"Maya?" I said and she looked up at the screen. "Shawn! Baby where are you?" She asked and I started crying again. "I'm so sorry Maya." I said and placed my hand over my mouth to not sob to loud.

"Shawn I'm to blame to. I'm so sorry. I miss you so much and I don't want you to be sad. Please. Just go home okay." She said and I heard her voice breaking.

"Maya do you think this is working?" I asked between sniffing and I saw her pale face staring back at me. "No Shawn please don't say this." She whispered and it broke my heart to pieces.

"Maya." I said and paused catching my breath from all the sobbing. "I'm sorry." I said and hung up on her.

Why did I just do that?

Now I probably lost her.

The love of my life!

Gone.

I started crying heavily and walked back to my car. My vision was blurry but I got in the car. I drove back home- BLACK-

I only heard the beeping of a machine connected to my arm. What? Did I crash? "Shawn. Shawn can you hear me?" I heard Aaliyah's voice but I couldn't open my eyes.

I tried but it just wouldn't open. I tried moving but it also didn't work. I must be in a coma. Shit!

Maya. Was the only thing on my mind. I need Maya.

"I'm gonna call Maya." I heard my mom.

Yes, do that mom. I need her.

Maya:

That was probably it.

It's over.

I cried my heart out and was a total mess. But then my phone buzzed again, but this time it was Karen. "Hello?" I questioned, sniffing, but then I heard her sobbing. This phone call changed my life. After she told me that Shawn cashed I grabbed a few pieces of clothes and my shoes, throwing it in a backpack and running out of my apartment.

I got in a cab and rushed to the airport.

"Please I don't care what the price is just give me the quickest plane or flight there is to Canada! PLEASE!" i begged, crying out to the lady behind the counter handling the plane tickets. She searched around on her computer before looking up at me again.

"There's only a private jet out to Canada in about ten minutes." She said and I almost threw my credit card over the counter to her. She handed me the ticket and I rushed through security to the plane standing in the runway, ready to get going.

In about a few hours I was inn Canada and took a cab to the hospital. We got in traffic two blocks away from the hospital and I just got out, running towards the care center.

It felt like the time was going by so slow, making it even more painful to get where I needed to be. My heart was aching by the second.

"Shawn Mendes room number please." I cried over the counter once I reached the hospital and the nurse gave me the room number where he was held. It was ICU. He got hurt really bad if he is in the intensive care unit.

I rushed down the hall towards him. This is a day I don't ever wish to relive.