So, this is my (MFXGO) first story that is collabed with YourDreamer138 ! Enjoy !

"Another head aches, Another heart breaks. I'm so much more older than I can take..."

'All of theses thing's I've done.' By The Killers

Thud.

I never thought that one little sound could ever make me cringe and hurt so much. But as I excruciatingly pulled myself from the cruel and burning concrete I had been thrown onto, all my mind could do was repeat the awful sound of Nick Lucas slamming into a tree.

The humid air was thick in my lungs as I flung myself next to Nick's unconscious form. There was a flurry of noises behind me as I examined the his wounds, I could hear screams and commands to call for help. Quickly, my amateur medical class training kicked into overdrive and I ripped the black vest I had been wearing from around my torso, using it to stop the massive bleeding I could see coming from the side of Nick's scalp. A crowd had started encircling us, and I was getting dizzy from everything around me. The metallic smell from Nick's blood filled my senses, gushing onto my hands and leaking down my wrist. My head started spinning, the sun still beating down unforgivingly on my neck and shoulders. It just became to much.

My body slumping over, I could feel my breath being pulled from my lungs, and I felt my body hit the grass next to Nick's. His brown eyes were closed, forehead streaked with a brilliant red. I lifted my hand and grabbed his, and a frantic woman hovered over us, hands flying to Nick's head.

"Help! I need medical attention at Rosgrove Park. Two teenagers passed out, one with a massive head injury. Yes. I have applied pressure to the wound and stopped the bleeding."

These were the last words I heard before everything went black.

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"When did they say she'll be waking up?" A voice echoed through my ears, causing the pounding inside my skull to kick into overdrive. I groaned inwardly, and a collective gasp resonated from around me. I felt like I was behind a veil, still aware but unable to respond. Trying to shake my mind awake, I could see white flourescent light leaking through my eyelids. When I could feel all of my senses and wiggle my toes, I listened to the things around me.

"She should be able to hear us..."

"St-ste-stella?" My cracked voice pushed out, the skin on my lips rough and chapped.

"Macy? Macy, I'm here." I felt a slight pressure on my right hand, and warmth envelope it.

"Good." I said, letting her prop up pillows behind me. When I was sitting up, I could see that I was in a small metal bed, obviously in a hospital. Three vinyl chairs stood adjacent from my bed on the right side, and with Stella hovering close to me, I could just make out the older brothers of JONAS, Joe and Kevin, occupying two of them. The room was a bright white, with a televison set in the top left corner, and windows filtering sunlight caty-corner on the wall. Suddenly, flurries of memories came back to me. Heat and sun and blood.

What happened to me?

And then it hit me. There were only three people around me.

"Guys." I forced out, my voice going higher. "What happened? Where's Nick?"

Joe, Stella and Kevin shared a glance, and Stella turned to me, putting a hand in her purse and pulling out a pair of blue flip-flops. "You should put these on."

Five minutes later, when everyone was sure I would be fine enough to walk around (and a short-tempered hissy fit from me..), Kevin and Joe led me out of the swinging hospital doors, with Stella holding my arm at my side. Heading to an elevator Joe hit the button and we waited patiently. When it dinged, I jumped. I had been staring at a photograph of the hospitals' founder and the sudden noise made Stella latch onto my wrist even tighter, and my hospital robe after I swayed. "I'm fine stell..."

"Okay. I know." She said nervously, each person that made up the protective shield around my body shooting a quick, indescribable glance towards me. When we stepped into the mirrored elevator, I could see by the digital reader that we were on the 10th floor. Kevin, leaning forward from his spot at the back of the elevator, hit the "2" button.

Floor after floor, with each small "ding" indicator, a different companion sent me a wary or pitiful glance. And with every little look, my heart sunk and my stomach spun, my mind coming up with endless and endless horifying possibilities that had dawned on Nick.

And then an actual sinking feeling hit me like a punch to the gut. I silently gasped for air and tried my best to hide the fact that with every step behind Kevin and Joe made me worry and made me more light-headed than the last. I didn't notice much, I stared at my shoes hitting the tan linolium, silently walking. What if-

"Uh. Macy..." I hadn't noticed we had stopped, and I looked at where we were.

A blank door labeled '21G' stared back at me, and before I knew it my feet were shuffling behind the guys' entering the room.

"Mom. Dad, Frankie." Joe called out, And I looked up to be meeted with the faces of three other Lucases. "Macy just woke up."

"OH, Macy!" Mrs. Lucas cried, racing over toward me. Her cheeks were tear-stained, and her hair was falling out of its bun. When she let go, her husband engulfed me with his own arms.

"Macy, are you okay? You two had us scared to death..." before I could answer him, he gave me a sympathetic look, and turned me, so I was looking down on Frankie.

"Hey, Frankie!" I said enthusiastically. Well, as enthusiastically as I could manage right now. I crouched slightly to hug him, and felt hot tears running down his cheeks. Perpelexed, I leaned back, balancing on the balls of my feet.

"What's wrong?" I asked, and he looked into my eyes questioningly.

"Macy..." He trailed quietly, turning and pointing straight ahead.

Nick lucas. Strong, powerful, willed Nick Lucas. Never-cry and always-comfort Nick Lucas lay before me. Motionless on a hospital bed, broken, bandaged, asleep, and hooked up to tubes and wires. Machines of every size and color eveloping him, beeping quietly.

"Nick?" I gasped quietly, stuttering and walking out-of-bodily to his bed side. "Oh god. Nick. Oh - oh my.."

I turned to face the other occupants of the room, tears already clouding my eyesight.

"What...why? Nick. But...he. " I stated, unable to form a coherent sentence. "What happened?" My last statement came out defiant and scared, all at the same time.

"Macy..." Stella tried to look me in the eye but couldn't.

"He pushed you out of the way of the car... and got hit himself." Kevin continued on for her.

My mind flashed to a hot and sunny day in LA. I was crossing the street, Nick behind straying behind me. I wasn't watching were I was going, only fiddiling with my camera. A loud horn honked, and before I could look to see the gleaming Suburban hurtling toward us, I heard a cry fom behind me. "MACY!" Nick had pushed me, and I went flying to the ground. My camera smashed to bits beside me, a street sign inches from where I landed on the sidewalk. Screeching tires could be heard, and a scream peirced the muggy air. A loud bang was heard, and I could see the form of somthing smash into the trunk of a large tree with a stomach-twisting thud. Nick...

"You're lying..." I cried, even if in my head I knew that every gut-wrenching word was true.

"He flew into a tree and hit his head. Bad." Joe then added.

And little frankie, staring up at me with endless brown eyes in a strong and final voice said, "He's in a coma, Macy."

Right there, next to Nick's bed, for the second time in months, I fell, and everything went black.

SO! I hope you guys are just excited about this story and our collab as we are!

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Next chapter writen by MO!

~Grayson

(MFXGO)