--George's POV--
Every now and then, Jorel would open his eyes. Then just close them once he got tired. I'm was so relieved that he was okay.
I got a life scare when the doctor told me he wasn't going to make it. I never would imagine losing my dark haired love.
I'm just glad everything was all good.
--4 days go by--
Days past, and Jorel has been sleeping more lately.. I really hope he's better.
All I can really do it sit here.
Worrying..
I would see the guys stop by but I didn't talk to them.
I knew all of them worried too.
So I didn't want to tell then he has been sleeping more.
It was like one day he was lively.
Then, tired. It was really painful, seeing him in pain.
"Mr. Reagan?" a voice spoke. The Irish looked up and saw a doctor but it he looked worried, "do I dare to ask?"
"Jorel's wound has gotten worse. He's been losing blood, a lot, lately and he is getting weaker by the moment."
"Soo?"
"It may mean that he may not m-"
"Don't! Say it please..."
The doctor left me be, in the lobby. It's really hard to think of saying goodbye to someone whom you love so much.
All I can hope is for a
Miracle.
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