Alex's POV

Nick, David, and Qaasim walked over to where I was sitting with my parents, joining the sorrow filled party. Allie's mom was on her way, and Nat was somewhere in the hospital, moping around. If you don't know what happened, someone stole Allie's car and hit her with it. Yea, crazy. And they were driving on the wrong side of the road and fled the science, with her car.

I hadn't seen Allie since she left our apartment, but Nat had. He was pretty spoked when he called us, so I'm guessing it was pretty bad. Nat had came in the ambulance and didn't come to see us. "Alex, go find your brother," Dad told me. I stood up, walking down a few empty halls. There were rooms lining the walls, and an exam room every once in a while. I ended up wandering into the ICU, where I found. He was sitting on the floor with his knees to his chest, his head down, his hands pulling on his hair, his whole body shaking. I walked over, sitting next to him. He looked up, his eyes red and puff, his nose runny, and tear stains on his cheeks.

"It's all my fault," he said in a shaky voice. "Alex she's in the hospital because of me."

"What are you talking about?" I asked. He shock his head, a few more tears slipping. He dropped his phone in my hands, then went back down to crying. There was a message from 2009 on the screen, and they went on all the way to today. It took me ten minutes to read them all, and it all made sense now.

A few hours later, Allie had come out of surgery. Her mom hadn't arrived, but Nat had shut down completely, staying on the couch in her room (which was in the ICU). The rest of Nat's friends had come, including Allie's friend Ceniah. She said that Allie's other friend was busy and couldn't get out of what she was doing. It wasn't until visiting hours were over that I went to Allie's room.

"Nat, we have to go," I said. He was sitting on a chair by the window, the lights off, his gaze staring out of the window. He turned to look at me, then went back to the window.

"I'm not leaving," he simply said.

"Nat—"

"Alex, you can try to get me to leave, but I'm not leaving," he said firmly. I rolled my eyes. He was hospital security's problem now.