I sat on the hospital chair outside the hospital room. Crying. Do I like Nash as in like like? Yes! No! Ugh I don't know..
"Ms. Madrid you can see Mr. Grier now"says the doctor as he comes out of the room.
"thank you"i say.
I feel like I lost my attitude. I don't even know who I am without Nash.
I enter his room.
I stand beside him. I hold his cold hand.
"Nash I like you. I like like you . I love your eyes and your sense of humour. Your smile and your personality. I don't know who I am any more. Without you I'm nothing"
The machine stopped working. I literally shouted. Doctors come running in pushing me out the door.
I sobbed and cried.
I walked home. I asked my parents if I could stay at their place since its spring break. They said yes.
My mother pulled me into the kitchen.
"what's wrong? " she asked.
" Nash died. My roomate and best friend died"i said sobbing my eyes out.
"oh sweetheart I'm so sorry"
"FREEZE BITCHES "BANG
