Battle Scars (magcon)

Chapter 2

"Doctor is he gonna be ok?" I hear someone ask the doctor, as I am still in shock from what happened.

"We don't know for sure, he lost a lot of blood and there's been a lot on internal damage, we're going to have to take him into surgery."

"Oh," is all I'm able to mumble out.

_____2 hours later____

Taylor's pov

'What is taking them so long?!'

I really hope he's ok, I have this chattering thing going on, my hands are shaking, I can't breath and I'm sure my eyes are extremely red and swollen from the crying that was going on when I first got here. He was our bestfriend...
   A clean and white doctor around his 50's comes in the room with a concerned face.

"Any news doctor?" Nash asks, nervously moving his hands around to try and calm himself.

"I'm so sorry boys, we tried everything we could to save him, but his conditions were way worse than we expected, I'm sorry, we tried everything we could, your friend didn't make it."

Oh. My. God.

Everyone was quiet, it was silent, silent but heavy. The news tore everything apart. I felt like my heart has been shattered. I couldn't breathe. The room was spinning, and I felt as though my entire world had been flipped upside down. I stood quick and grabbed the first person I saw, which was Carter, took him into my arms and cried, I've never cried so much. I said the first thing that I could at the time, "dammit Matt why, why Matt?"

The one person who could put a smile on anyone's face, the one person who stood up for everything that was going wrong, the one person who dealt with the most hate but would always smile and laugh, the one person who kept this group from tearing apart... Is no longer here? Matt would make everything better, he managed to make even the saddest day person smile,  when something bad would happen to you, he would always make you laugh at something else that had just happened.  He had so many different topics and ideas to talk about and was always willing to let anyone join in because he was a nice kid like that. He had a heart like a child, big and curious, full of life and wonder, and suddenly he's dead? No I will not believe it, I didn't believe it, but then upon looking up at the rest of the guys surrounding me, the realization hit in and I soon learned he's never coming back.

"Matt why'd you have to go," I yelled at the very top of my lungs "You didn't have to go! Why?! Why now?! We need you. i need you." I said a little quieter falling to my knees.

Why?