Well... shit

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Tweek's POV

I'm laying on my bed thinking about all that happened today. Mainly what happened in the alley. Her small moan was so cute and God her skin is hella soft. Are all women soft or is it just a select few? Hmm. I look over at the clock and it's 4:30. It's only been about ten minutes since I dropped her off, but something doesn't feel right.

My phone rings so I look at the screen to see who's calling. It's Kyle? Weird he hardly ever calls. I answer it.

"Hello?" I say.

"Dude you gotta come to the hospital quick. " he says kinda fast.

"Why what happened?" I say getting my shoes back on.

"it's (y.n)". I feel my heart drop to my stomach.

"Shit fuck GAH a-alright I'll be there". I hang up and start shaking and twitching so bad I cant move.  Dammit not now she needs me.  I take a deep breath to calm myself down a little, just enough to move.  I bolt down the stairs and out the door.

My legs and lungs heavily protest against me running when I'm about half way there.  But I keep running until I get there.  I run up to the desk and try to catch my breath.

The woman behind the desks just stares at me. "Um can I help you sir?"

"I...need to..see (y.n)".

"Are you a relative or a friend?" she asks.

If I say friend she might not let me see her. "Relative".

She nods. "She's on the second floor room 125, she must have a lot of relatives seven others are also in there".

They must've thought the same thing. I smile. "Thanks". I walk away and decide to take the stairs to the second floor. I go up them quickly and scan the rooms until I find hers. I take a deep breath, preparing myself for what I might see then walk in.

She has a lot of IVs stuck in her and some blood transfusion. "What happened to her?" I ask.

Kyle speaks up. "She was stabbed in the back and it barely missed her lung, she lost a decent amount of blood. We're just lucky me and Stan got there before she died".

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"Does her mom know?" I ask not taking my eyes off her.

"Yeah, she's on her way she works 20 minutes away, and the doctor said she should be okay just needs some rest and probably won't wake up until tomorrow," Stan says. I nod and sit in the chair beside her bed. I can't believe everyone came here for her. It's weird she just got here a few days ago and already people care about her. Especially me.

She looks even more fragile now. Fuck I can't even leave her at her own house alone anymore. I just.. Want her safe. But I know who done this to her and I'll be dammed if I let her get away with it.  I stand up.

"Guys I need to head out make sure she's safe". I say before leaving the room and the hospital. I walk to Destiny's house and knock on the door.  Her mom opens up.

"Is Destiny here?" I ask trying not to sound pissed.

"Yeah, she just went to take a shower do you need her?"

"Has she been here all day or did she leave?" I ask.

"She's been here all day watching TV in the living room, why what happened?" she asks sounding concerned.

My heart drops again. It wasn't her. This is worse. "No it's nothing but could you not mention that I was here?"

"Yeah?" she says. I nod and walk away.  So it wasn't Destiny that done this? Then, who else could it be?

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