I had a bad feeling. Paul was late and we had a show to do in a few minutes. At that moment my phone goes off and I read a text saying to come to the hospital. It was sent from Paul's phone. I regret getting in a fight with him. I found Richard who was looking at his phone. He looks white. Then I find everyone else.
We cancel the show and we leave to find Paul. I really have a bad feeling about this. I hope he is OK.
Me and the other's are shown to a room. I walk in and can tell it is bad. I sit down against the wall and cry. I looked up to see Richard sitting next to him crying. His wrist was broken. He had staples on his head. Where we found he was slammed into a brick wall. He had some broken ribs. Both eyes were swollen shut. He had stitches on his face. He was a mess. I wondered who did this to him and why.
I wished I didn't get into a argument with him. I then walked over to Richard. "I should not have got into a argument with him."
"I should not have either."
A doctor came in and told us only two of us could stay. She handed me and Richard a note. It told of who did this and why. They took a picture with Paul and it was interesting. I knew it wasn't our Flake but yet it was. The one that didn't do this was with us all day. Me and Richard looked at each other.
"No way a time traveling vampire."
"At least he saved us from what was to happen. So, he did this to save Paul. After hearing what was going to happen I think this is better."
"I agree."
Paul also had a cut going all the way down his chest to back. That was nothing but stitches. That cut was deep. I felt so bad. I hoped this would not make him afraid of our Flake.
