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Chapter 4

Evan couldn't get to his inhaler and he didn't want to hang around and wait for a very angry Hank to come home. He decided to get rid of stress and to hopefully have some fun he would go to Paige's.

He texted Paige and asked if now would be a good time to come over. She replied "amazing time," so he jumped in his van and drove to Paige's house.

"Evan, how are you doing?" asked Paige.

He didn't want to worry her so he decided that he wouldn't tell anyone about his asthma acting up. Well at least not until he got his inhaler and Hank knew what was going on. He didn't want someone else to tell Hank what had been going on. That would just give him another reason to yell at Evan.

"Great, what do you want to do today?"

Paige smiled and they started their day taking a walk on the beach. Evan was having such a good time that he forgot all about his troubles with Hank and asthma. After a long day of walking on the beach and a little bit of shopping they headed back to Paige's house. Paige told him to wait in the living room while she went to the bathroom.

There was one other thing that could make his asthma act up instead of stress. Smoke, especially when he was under a lot of stress. When he walked into the living room he walked into a big cloud of cigar smoke from the General. Evan started to cough very violently. He started to stumble towards the patio door to get out of the smoke.

The General was offended thinking that the young man was telling him that smoking was gross. He didn't like other people telling him what was good for him. Especially Evan R. Lawson, his daughter's pitiful boyfriend. Evan had almost made it to the door when the General grabbed him.

"What do you think you're doing boy? I am perfectly allowed to smoke in my house if I want to. You think your giving me a settle hint by coughing?"

Evan couldn't stop coughing, if he didn't get out of this room in like two seconds he was going to have a full blown asthma attack. The General would not budge until he got an answer from Evan but all he could do was cough his guts out. Evan started clawing at his throat, his legs gave way and he fell to the ground. He couldn't breathe at all.

"What's the matter with you boy?"

Suddenly Paige bursts into the room and saw the scene. "Daddy, what are you doing, what happened?" She walked over to Evan; she could tell he was trying to say something. "What Evan! What is happening to you?" She could barely hear Evan whisper something, but she couldn't understand it.

"Daddy, call 911, he can't breathe!" She put Evan hands in hers and spoke soothing words.

"Evan you're going to get through this, you'll be ok. You are strong Evan, I love you Evan!"

Evan headed right into the darkness of unconsciousness with the last words he heard, "I love you Evan!"

-MEANWHILE-

Hank just finished his house call and was walking to his car when he received a call from Jill.

"Hi Jill," said Hank.

"Don't you hi Jill me Hank! What in the world did you do to your brother?"

"What are you talking about? We are just at a little bit of a disagreement! Did you see what he …?"

Jill cut him off before he could even make any excuses. "You better talk to your brother really soon. You guys need to work this out before anything worse happens."

"What do you mean anything worse Jill? He is the one who…!"

"I don't want to hear it!" Jill knew she couldn't tell Hank what had happened earlier. She had promised Evan that she wouldn't. But she knew that Hank needed to find out fast, something terrible was going to happen. She could feel it in her gut.

"Did he get you to do this?" asked Hank.

"No, how could you think that I would do something like that. There is something up with you Hank Lawson and I want you to get over it. Just please go talk to your brother!" She hung up not giving Hank a chance to say anything else.

"That was odd. Jill never talks to me like that. Maybe I should talk to Evan." Hank thought. Anger seized the concern. "You know what, he can talk to me, how is this my fault?" Hank knew that he shouldn't think like that, but it helped him cope a lot better. "When I get home I'll talk to Evan and get this all settled." He didn't know it but deep down he wanted for everything to be a misunderstanding. He pressed on the pedal a little harder. He needed to get home.

Any suggestions for what should happen in this story? Comment and I will try to make your dreams come true! Yeah I was bored and I decided to write two chapters in one day. Maybe if I get more reviews I do it more often!