Chapter 9 (Part 2)

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Where am I?

God, my head...

Everything hurt.

Am I... Dead?

If I am, I would've expected dead to be a lot more pleasant.

Oh, my God, can you not?!

Next to me, there was this thing beeping, like it was counting my heartbeats. It was fucking annoying.

Well, seems that I'm going to be here for a while.

It's pretty relaxing, actually. Not being stressed and sad for once.

But, Carter... There's something wrong with him. I can feel it.

We really hurt him, whoa...

I should talk to him when I wake up. We took things a little too far. Well, I didn't.

Oliver did.

I like Oliver. Like, he is so nice. Nicer than anyone I've ever met. Besides Carter.

Joining Magcon was honestly the best thing that has ever happened to me. Not necessarily joining Magcon, but meeting the boys. They're amazing.

Nash, always cheerful; Cameron, the oldest, thus wisest, and, dare I say it, hottest of all (not including Carter, of course); Taylor, impulsive and stupid, but amazing; Shawn, oh, my Lord, Shawn... HE'S SO FUCKING CUTE AND INNOCENT, LIKE FOR REAL! HOW EVEN?

Wait, where was I? Oh, right. So, they are all so amazing. I couldn't have wished for better friends. Talking about being friends with them, I don't really show them I appreciate them, do I?

Geez, Matt.

When I wake up, I'm-ma show them how good of a friend I can be.

That is, if I wake up.

I told him! I told him not to go! But no, he wouldn't listen. He looks so much like Tay like that. Bold and impulsive and always getting in trouble.

And now we're here.

Well, I am. I don't know where Oliver is.

Or if he is even alive...

Third Person PoV:

"How is he doing?" Mrs. Espinosa, eyes still filled with tears of worry, asked a nurse coming out of Matt's room.

"He has some fractured ribs, his arm is broken, and he has some bruises, but otherwise he's doing just fine. He is lucky, though. He could've been worse," she answered.

"And Oliver? Jackson, Oliver Jackson," she added when she noticed the nurse's quizzical look.

"Oh, Mister Jackson is not doing so great. He is unconscious now. He'll wake up soon, but his body has been permanently damaged." She had a sorrow expression.

"He won't reach the end of this week."

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Okay so I hate this chapter I'm sorry it sucked and that it's short.... :/

But at least you know Matt's alive! :$

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