Chapter 3: A Blur

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Song Of The Day: We're My OTP- Troye Sivan (Is It Bad that my songs are all Troye?)

*Mitch's POV*

My warm hands wrapped around his freezing cold body. Is it bad to say I Liked it? I heard a car pull up outside.

'JEROME?' He shouted out and I told him to get here quick. His footsteps got louder and louder until they stopped. I looked up and saw him in the door way.

'What's Happened?' He asked, His Voice Worried for a second. Jerome and Pete had grew closer and closer and to be fair I was a bit jealous. I started to cry at the thought of what happened.

'Have You Called 991?' I just shook my head because I knew that if I spoke I would burst into tears. He grabbed the phone and dialled the number.

'Hello 991, What's Your Emergency?'

'My Friend is unconscious and He is really cold.'

'Okay, What's the address?'

'29 Maple Street.'

'Okay, An Ambulance in on it's way.'

After that, Everything was a blur. You know in the movies, Everything happened in slow motion.

The only think that I remember was Jerome being wheeled in, fast. I sat down on the uncomfortable chairs they have in hospital. What if someone had back pains? Pete must have gone to get coffee and I was left on my own. I wish Jerome was alive so I could confess everything.

A Doctor Came Out of the room with a look of sorrow on his face. I knew Exactly what he was going to say.

He Spoke so quietly 'I'm So Sorry...'

 

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