Who was that boy?

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A.N. Sorry if there are any typos....I don't really look over the chapters....anyways ENJOY!!!:)

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(Tiana's POV)

"Look at that." James says and points to something in the corner of the park, next to a building.

I look carefully to see someone being beaten badly by someone else.

I gasp and we both run quickly to the scene.

"What the hell do you think that your doing?" James says.

The man beating the other one up looks at us, still holding the poor boy.

"Let go of him." James says.

The man lets go, stands up and comes closer to us.

James quickly grabs my waist and pulls be behind him.

The man pulls out a gun and holds it to us.

I let out a little scream.

Luckily, the loud high-pitched sound of a police siren comes by.

The man runs away, leaving the boy crying in pain.

We both run up to him and turn him over slightly.

I cover my mouth in shock, because the boy had cuts and bruises all over his face, and a busted lip to top it off.

"Can you hear me?" James says, leaning closer to him.

The boy nods.

As if on cue, an ambulance comes and parks by the park.

The boy is lifted onto a stretcher and carried away.

"Wow." James says.

I'm still in shock, tears coming out of my eyes.

"It's okay Tiana. We'll check up on him later. Let's go." he says and we both walk away.

After a while we had actually reached the flat.

When we got inside Josie runs up to me and pulls me into a giant hug.

"ARE YOU OKAY!?!?" she says.

"Yea..I'm fine Jos." I say and she pulls away slowly.

"LOOK AT THIS!!!" She says and points to the tv.

It's on the news.

It shows a mugshot, and it takes me a while to realize its the man who was beating up that boy.

"They arrested him, he's on trial." she says.

"Oh wow." I say.

One of the people on the news talks about what happened and says the boy is okay, but is asking for the people that saved him.

"We have to go see him!!!" I say to James.

"Uhh...okay..." he says as I drag him out the door again.

We drive to the hospital, and ask the lady at the front desk for the boy.

She gladly tells us his room number and his name.

We run to the room and slowly open the door.

He was laying down, wires all over him, and a bandage around his head.

He also had a small bandage on his lip.

He turns to us and smiles brightly and waves.

"Hey." he says, but it comes out weaker than he looks.

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