Chapter Song: Photograph by Ed Sheeran
I haven't heard anything since they said she had a slim chance of surviving. It's been 4 days. I haven't looked or talked to anyone. I've just been having silent tears. Everything has been quiet. Except for me sobbing every now and again.
Taylor hasn't shown up yet. Is he that messed up? Johnson was sitting beside me. "Dude, she'll be ok. I know it." He whispered to me. "I-I don't know." I whispered back looking at the ground. "They said she had a slim chance of surviving."
Just then the doctor came out. I stood up quickly. "Is she ok?!" I asked eager. "She is fine. But, still has bad cuts. She's lucky. If any of you want to go in there, she is awake. Just be careful."
We nodded. I let the other boys go in first. I said to say nothing about me. I wanted to surprise her when she was better and healthy. Gilinsky was the last one to go in and come out.
"Bro, she was asking all about you. The whole time. Asking if you were still alive. I said I don't know. Because I know you wanted to surprise her." He whispered.
The masquerade was in 2 weeks. I still didn't want to go. Only if Nash was ok.
Jack G walked in. "Is Nash alive?!" I asked once he got in