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Flames, they surrounded Reid, licking at his skin as they spread around him in an odd pattern. A loud groan to his left caught his attention, he turned his head to find a boy around his age lying next to him. He looked familiar, what was his name?
"Tyler…" Reid croaked, barely above a whisper.
His call fell on deaf ears as the brunette's focus remained on glued to something the blonde couldn't make out. Vision slowly clearing he saw a figure approaching them, watching as a Tyler's frame began to shake with fear. Tyler cried out in pain as the hooded person raised a hand towards him. Reid growled, trying to stand, when he found that he was trapped underneath the younger boy's Hummer.
"Tyler!" The blonde yelled, struggling to get free.
The hooded figure raised it's head slightly, revealing a sick and twisted smile that sent shivers down the older boy's spine. An ear piercing shriek reached his ears, ripping his attention away from the monster before them to the brunette next to him. Looking over he was horrified to find a large piece of glass jutting from the younger boy's stomach, the wound bleeding profusely along with a river of blood trickling out of Tyler's mouth.
"TYLER!" Reid screamed, bolting upright in bed.
Panting he took in his surroundings. Realizing he was in his bedroom, he slowly calmed himself down. He was wiping the cold sweat off his face when a sudden knock at the door caused him to jump in surprise.
"C'min." He said, voice wavering slightly, silently cursing himself for it. Caleb strode in with less confidence than usual followed by a distraught looking Pogue.
"Is everything alright? We thought we heard you screaming…" Pogue trailed off, looking around the room anxiously.
"Yeah, just had a nightmare." Reid replied quickly.
"Well since you're finally awake, lets go visit Baby Boy." Caleb suggested earning a nod in response. Behind him Pogue bit his lip nervously, which didn't go unnoticed by Reid but he let it drop.
"See ya downstairs." Pogue said swiftly leaving the room followed by Caleb.
Reid rolled out of bed and quickly dressed in simply pants and a tee shirt with a size too big sweat shirt over it slipping on his black fingerless gloves in the process, to anxious to see Tyler to care about his appearance. Checking himself in the mirror to make sure looked somewhat acceptable before exiting his room and bounding down the stairs.
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The ride to the hospital was an awkwardly silent one, with Caleb and Pogue in the front, glancing worriedly at each other from time to time, and Reid in the back, his focus outside the window too lost in thought to notice the older boys in the front.
As soon as they arrived at the hospital, Reid hopped out of the Mustang and bolted inside, followed by the slow moving pair of older boys. The blonde bad boy made his way to Tyler's room without stopping at the reception desk, trusting his memory to get him there faster. He soon found himself standing in front of the younger boy's room, trying to gather up the courage to step inside. Taking a deep breath to steady himself he reached forward and placed his hand on the door knob.
"Reid, wait!" Caleb yelled, jogging up to him.
"Why?" Reid questioned, eyebrows raised in confusion.
"There's something we haven't told you." Pogue replied, coming to rest next to the older brunette.
"Reid," Caleb began solemnly, "The doctors….well, they think Tyler might be paralyzed. H-he may never walk again."