Strange Clouds -Sam Pottorff- (Help Sequel)

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Sam's P.O.V.

She's dying.

The girl that I'm madly in love with was dying.

I landed on the ground with a thump. Pain had to have been there, but I couldn't feel a thing. Choked sobs were coming from a corner.

"Sam!" I ran towards the voice, trying to keep my emotions in check.

I froze.

There was so much blood. More blood than I thought was possible. "Shit."

I fell to my knees beside her. My body started shaking and I couldn't stop it. I picked up her hand and brought it to my face. "Kyndell?" Silence. I tried speaking a little louder, "Kyndell?" A tear slid down Jc's face. "Kyndell!" I yelled, desperately trying to wake her.

"Sam..." I felt Jc's hand on my shoulder, but I shrugged it off.

"Kyndell! Please don't go! I need you Kyndell, I need you so damn much! Please come back to me! You're my life Kyndell! I love you! Please be okay, Kyndell, please..." I started sobbing into my hands. "I love you, I love you, I love you."

Paramedics started filing into the room, yelling orders and moving equipment. I stayed by Kyndell's side the entire time.

We got out to the ambulance and I watched as they loaded Kyndell up. I turned towards Kian and Jc, "Let's go guys." They nodded and we loaded back into our car. The ambulance took off and so did we.

Once we got there the entire hospital seemed to be in panic. The doctors had no idea where to start. Apparently no one had ever survived loosing that much blood. The nurses told us we were not allowed in the operating room, so we sat in the waiting room.

I took out my phone and messaged Ricky, Trevor, and Connor. Seconds later they barged into the room, shock written across their faces.

I logged onto my Twitter and started writing a new tweet.

@sampottorff- Hey guys, I really need some prayers right now. Kyndell is seriously hurt and I can't lose her.

I slid my phone back into my pocket and started pacing back and forth. Why her? All she ever did was help people. She helped me.

"Uh, oh." Jc stared at his phone, mouth hanging open. "Katherine's having the baby."

I gave him a small smile, "Go on, man."

He frowned, "But what about Kyndell?"

"I'll call you if anything happens."

"Thanks." He rushed out of the room.

"Trevor? Don't you want to go too?" I thought he'd be the first one gone.

"No way. Kyndell was-is like a sister to me. I love her, there is no way I'm leaving." I nodded and sat down.

"What do you think Jc's doing right now?" Ricky asked, lightening the mood.

"Probably freaking out." Kian guessed.

"No way, he's probably getting a camera ready for his most viewed video on YouTube."

Jc's P.O.V.

Holy shit.

I'm a dad.

The nurse handed me a little pink blanket and my heart stopped. She was so beautiful. I tapped her little nose with my pinky finger. "Hi, there." Her tiny brown eyes looked up at me. "I'm your daddy." The words felt strange coming from my mouth.

"Jc, I think it's my turn." Katherine laid on the bed with her arms out. I nuzzled the baby one last time and handed her off.

"She has your eyes." Katherine smiled, looking down at our daughter. "Little Emily Brooke Caylen."

I grabbed a chair and pulled it beside the bed. "She's perfect." She had the same copper colored hair as Katherine, and she had her nose.

I was a father.

A/N: Short update today, sorry guys. So.... What should happen with Kyndell? Comment down below and tell me what you think so far. Ilya!