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what if i died right now

I love this retro styled picture of cray❤ TRIGGER WARNING (kinda)
so this is going to be a little bit different of a chapter. It's going to be all of what cray is thinking. This is starting to taking place when no one is in the room. Cassidy had to go home to the babies, bazz and elliott are off getting some food, everyone else is either at home or working. There is a point where the doctor will come in by him and another nurse who will be a big part of this.

Cray POV
I'm all alone. What the hell am I gonna do. If I can't hear how am i gonna keep streaming and making youtube videos. What if I cant walk. I'll be nothing. Who would even still be here for me. I'll be nothing. Always needing help. Always needing someone to care for me.

I start to cry. All these thoughts of what's going on is driving me absolutely insane. I want to get out of here. I can't. I'm hooked up to all these wires and I know it would hurt me more. A nurse comes in and sees me crying. "Hi I'm nurse Amy and I'll be taking care of you as much as I can." She writes on a white board. She sees that I'm crying and comes comfort me. I thought it was a bit much for normal nurses at first.

Then she looks at me. She goes and shuts the door. Here I am not able to move much. She runs her hands down my body. She smirks at me before she runs her hands down between my legs. She comes and touches my face and then kisses my neck. She stops. The doctor comes in seconds later. He checks on me and must have told the nurse to go do something.

I'm hard. Fuck I'm hard. I mean I guess I'm happy my dick is good but I'm so confused. what else was she going to do to me. The doctor shows me the scan and try's to do his best to explain with his hands before writing it out. I have to get surgery done. Part of my back is broken. I'll have to learn how to walk again. This also means that I have to stay here for a while and I might not have a chance to make it out of this surgery.

I write down that I'm okay with having the surgery and he tells me I need to get rest since my surgery Is in a few hours. Bazz and Elliott are coming back just as he was about to leave. The doctor told them what was going to happen and then left.

Elliott had to leave and bazz was determined to stay by my side. I write to bazz and tell him I want him to take a picture of me and put it on twitter with what was going on. He hands me my phone and I tweet it. I look at some tweets. Bazz and the rest of the crew were tweeting and replying to my post. I start getting emotional seeing everyone who cares. I put away my phone and I get some sleep. Hopefully this surgery will go well and that nurse doesn't come back.