Chapter 8

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Two days had passed since that night at the flower shop. Tyler and I didn't start to go back home till around three-thirty in the morning, it was perfect. That night was all I could think about, it's like it was haunting me, no matter where or what I was doing, the flashbacks always appeared in my mind. I just laid in bed and I wondered what all of this meant, what was I to Tyler?

School started again tomorrow and I didn't know how I was supposed to feel. Most girls have their parents or friends take them school shopping, or someone would through a huge back to school party, I never really went to those, I wonder if Tyler ever did. I honestly never was to excited when school came back around, but I wasn't too excited about most things; I had nothing to live for a couple months ago, now in my last year of the hell we all endure, I finally found an angel to guide me through it.

I looked to my night stand reading off the time as ten-o-eight, then proceeded to grab my phone. I opened it up and read my messages, I got one from Tyler saying good morning and I smiled. Tyler and I had been messaging non stop since we danced, he had this way of making me feel, special.

A few hours had passed and I still hadn't gotten a reply from Tyler. I felt my heart race, but I breathed trying not to over think it, he was probably just busy I thought. All of a sudden my phone rang, it showed Tyler. I answered the phone quickly feeling my heart burst with joy."Hey Tyler!" I said with excitement, but when I heard the voice on the other end, it wasn't Tyler.

"Hi is this Lucy?" the person asked me, sounding like they had been having a hard time breathing. It was a boy, I was hesitant to answer not knowing who this was calling from Tyler's phone, but I asked him "Who is this?" with worry and curiosity. "O-oh my name is Joseph Miller, I am Tyler's best friend." Joseph said with an ache in his tone."Where's Tyler?" I asked my voice trembling a bit as I felt this pit appear in my stomach. "You see, that's why I called Tyler is in the hospital and he ask-."

I felt my heart stop for a moment, tears formed in my eyes and I couldn't hear anything Joseph said after those few words I heard. I hung up the phone and walked out as fast as I could waving my arm for a taxi. I couldn't wait any longer I needed to be there now. I ran down making my way through the crowds and the streets trying to make it to the hospital as fast as I could. "I'll be there soon Tyler." I said under my breath well running fast toward the hospital.

After an hour of running and small breaks for air, I finally made it too the hospital. I walked through the doors fast and hurried to the check in desk. The lady at the desk looked up at me and then ask "Hi, how can I help you?" she sounded calm, but I guess you would be if this was your job. I breathed heavily as I put my hand to my chest. "I-I'm here for Tyler, Tyler Spencer." my voice was shaky and horse from the worry and all the running. She looked at her computer, then to me and pointed to the waiting room full of chairs and patients. "Wait there please miss." she said to me with a firm tone.

I walked over to the waiting room and sat in a chair in the far corner with not to many people near me, trying to catch my breath. I looked down to my hands sitting on my lap and I thought about what could have happened to him, why was he here? Then I saw someone standing in front of me from the corner of my eye. He was a bit taller than me, but shorter than Tyler, he had black hair and green eyes along with pail skin. I looked up at this boy in front of me, my face covered in worry and pain.

The boy looked at me and then looked to the side, quietly he asked "Hey, a-are you Lucy?" my eyes darted up at him and I had a feeling I new who this guy was. "You're Joseph aren't you?" He nodded and sat down on the chair next to me. I looked over to him and I said with curiosity  and a frantic tone, "What the hell happened?" Joseph looked up and me with a look of sadness and fear in his eyes and said "His dad."

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