I slowly drove to the hospital, hoping that things weren't as bad as I was expecting. I parker my car and got out. I looked up at the sky, still raining. That is when I wished I would have brought a jacket. I ran inside, splashing in the puddles that had formed. I got to the door of the hospital and I slowly opened it, there was her father, waiting for me. "Hello Gabi, please, walk with me," He said. He wrapped his arm in mine and we walked to the elevator. As soon as we got in, he began to talk. "Gabi, things are really hard right now. Troy did not break up with you because he didn't love you anmore. Actually, before this happened, he was planning on asking you t marry him. But Gabi, things happened. I cannot tell you exactly what is happening, because if I did I would have to kill you. But Gabi, he dumped you so he would save your life. I got him into a mess and he has taken it among himself to try and stop it, but he can't. I am the only one that can. That is what happened. That is why he is here. A man shot him. I know, it's awful, but the doctor says he is going to be ok, when it comes to the shot atleast. I need you to stay at this hospital until I return Gabi. The doctor thinks he may have found something else in his system. He said that this could possibly kill him. I am going to go and try to fix what I have gotten into, but I need you to stay here. you can give Troy hope, you can keep him alive. I trust you with my son's life. Please, keep him alive!" he said to me.
I did not know how to reply. Tears were dripping and my mascara was smeared down my cheeks. I had not even seen Troy yet and I was bawling. What if he was not alive when his father returned? How could I just deal with failing his father? The elevator doors dinged and the doors opened. "He's in room 198, please, take care of him," His father said as I was walking out. The doors were about to close when I heard him stop them. I turned around and looked into his father's crying eyes, "Thank you," he said, "Thank you."
The doors closed, yet I still stood there. I stared at the doors, tears falling from my eyes and streaming down my cheeks and nose. I turned and walked toward his room.
Before I walked in his room, I dried my eyes. I knew it was no use, because I would end up crying again anyway. But I wanted to look strong for him as long as I could. I stood at the door for a while, staring at the number, 198. I had to remember this moment. Because it could be the last time I spend with him. I placed my hand on the cold door knob, twisted, and opened it. There, inside, laying on the hospital bed, was Troy.
I was so nervous that I was going to see him, pale faced, crying eyes. But he had his fabulous smile on his face and his sweet blue eyes shined along with it. It was my old Troy. My Troy. The Troy I loved with all of my heart. The Troy I would never let go of, no matter what happens. I smiled back at him, not knowing what to say.
A/N: I'm not finished with this chapter yet, I just wanted to post it. I will write more, I just have to stop and take a break for a while. Enjoy what of it there is!!