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HEY!
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Nate's P.O.V
I had finally fallen asleep after one hell of a restless night. I had been tossing and turning all night, due to the events that happened earlier that day. Not only did I tell Alex how I like her… but I kissed her. And I feel horrible, since she seemed so surprised by it. She ran off just as I told her I liked her. After she was gone, and I realized I couldn't chase her…
I had fallen into a dream. But I couldn't see any pictures, I could just hear something. Something like a siren or something. I tried opening my eyes, but I couldn't. I was stuck in a dream I didn't wanna be in. I then heard banging, and then felt someone's hands on my shoulders shaking me. I finally was able to open up my eyes. Jason. He was shaking me frantically, with panic smeared over his face. I quickly sat up, head butting him on the way. I fell back against my soft pillow, my hand flying to my head. "OW!" We both cried. He suddenly removed his hand from his head and the panic took over the pain in his face. "Get up quick!" He yelled. "There's been an accident!" He yelled running out the door. I quickly sat up, flinging the blankets off me. I quickly jumped up and ran to my door. I then skidded around the corner, and ran downstairs towards the sound of the sirens. I didn't even notice that I wasn't wearing a shirt, just knee length basketball shorts. I instantly thought about my family. Something must have happened. Little did I know how wrong I truly was.
I ran to the open door, which Joe obviously left open. I ran outside. It was dark. I looked at my watch. It read 4:13 AM. I noticed I wasn't even tired, just anxious to see what the heck was going on. I looked over and didn't notice anything out the front of my house… but at Alex's. I froze as I saw the familiar dark haired girl, who was also my best friend, get put onto a stretcher. I saw her mother crying into her fathers shoulder, while her brother Justin, had his hand on his little brothers, Max shoulders trying to comfort him. I looked over and saw my parents standing next to Alex's. My mom had her hand over her face, and my dad was holding her other hand, rubbing over it with his thumb. I saw Jason and Shane both standing with there arms folded, not in an angry way, but more like a scared, sad, helpless way. Everybody looked up as they saw me run out. I finally un-froze and ran over. But I didn't run towards my family, or Alex's. I ran for her. She was getting lifted into the ambulance.
"What happened?" I asked frantically as I looked over her. She was strapped onto the stretcher, three red straps making sure she was secure. She had a bucket thing around her neck, which obviously indicated she had broken her neck. She and harsh cuts and bruises that covered her arms and face. She was wearing pants so I couldn't see her legs, but there was a tear in her pants around her knee-area and it was covered in blood. She was lifted into the ambulance, and then pushed back. The paramedic looked up then pointed to something behind me. I turned around and looked, but couldn't see much.
"She was climbing the tree, and the branch broke." He finally said, as he walked back to the Russo family, who I felt so bad for right about now. I slowly walked towards the tree. I saw the broken branch lying on the floor. I looked up and saw where it had snapped. It was pretty high up. Right at her window. I could tell it had snapped right away. I tried my best not to cry. Since I'm a man. Men don't cry. I looked down and saw her sidekick. I bent down and picked it up. As soon as I did, it crumbled into four pieces in my hand. She must have dropped it. I slowly shook my head, and sat down on the ground. Well more like fell down on to the ground. I ran my hand through my hair, as I heard the ambulance drive away. I looked over and noticed both her parents had left, and my mom and dad were talking to Justin and Max. I'm pretty sure we were getting ready to go to the hospital too. I stood up, dusting off the grass. I still had a held of her diamond-decorated-now-broken-sidekick. Just as I was about to walk away, I noticed a folded up piece of paper, blowing against the tree. It was caught on a branch. I quickly walked over and grabbed it. I un-folded it carefully and straightened it out. Luckily, it was still in good tact. It was Alex's handwriting… I skimmed over the note, my heart breaking on ever sentence. She wrote,
"Nick,
Look, I'm so sorry about running away. I wasn't running away from you. I was just running away from my fears. Fears of getting too attached to you. And I know that sounds lame, but I just couldn't do it. I didn't want to fall for you to be honest. I was just scared. I don't have an answer for why I couldn't do it. I'm a loser, I know. I understand that. I was just… afraid of commitment. Yeah, okay, that didn't sound like we were getting married at all. But anyways. I've never told you this, but I've been in crazy relationships before. And, I was just scared you would hurt me, like the others. But now, I finally realized you would never do that. Nate you're like seriously, a part of me now. Ever since I met you, you've been like, the only thing I ever think about. And when you left for Australia, I was seriously broken. I need you here Nate. And when you kissed me… dang boy. : )
I love you Nate.
Alex xoxo"
"Nate! Come on! Were going to the hospital now!" My dad called. I quickly folded up the note, and shoved it in my pocket. I ran back towards my house, deciding it would more appropriate to at least wear a shirt to the hospital. Once I had a shirt, and also a black hoodie I ran back outside to meet my family, Justin and Max piling into the car. I jumped in as well, trying my best to be strong. Alex was strong. I knew that. I knew she would get through this. She had to. The whole car ride was silent. I knew Justin and Max just wanted to burst out crying now. I even saw a few tears fall down their cheeks. I just wanted to tell them to keep thinking positive and keep holding on. Now I just had to convince myself to do that.
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When we reached the hospital, I noticed I was shaking more then ever. And I wasn't shaking because it was insanely cold. I was shaking with pure fear. There. I admit it. I'm scared. I want Alex to be okay. I couldn't help but blame myself. She was coming over to give me the letter when she fell. I should have just kept my distance and stayed in Australia. I should have never returned. If it wasn't for me, she wouldn't freakin' be here. I hate me. I truly do. Shane must have noticed I was shaking, because he came over and put his hand on my shoulder.
"She's gonna be okay dude. I know she will, and you know that too." He said, then shrugged and walked of back towards our family, and the Russo's, who were now entering the building. I sighed and took a deep breath, then walked towards them. I shoved my hands into my pocket as we approached the reception desk. I heard my mom say 'Alex Russo' and then the woman ramble something. My parents sighed and took us to sit down. Once seated I leaned over to Jason and asked,
"What's going on?" I tried to be calm. He sighed and looked up.
"She's in the emergency room. They said she should be out soon." He said as I sighed and nodded, trying my best to hold back the tears. I just wanted to see her.
After an hour or two of waiting to see Alex, a doctor finally emerged and walked towards us. He held up the clip board, and then looked over the top of his glasses.
"Alex Russo's family?" He asked. Mr and Mrs Russo sat up abit, still holding onto each others hands. We all sat on the edge of our seats.
"Yes, that's us." Mrs Russo said eagerly. The doctor sighed, and flipped over a page.
"Alex is stable, she's been in the emergency room and we've found out a few things." He said, pausing. We all looked up at him. Everybody stayed quiet.
"Well… what have you found out?" Justin asked, as everybody blew a sigh of relief that somebody had finally broken the silence. We all looked back up at the doctor.
"Well, uh, Alex… She's paralyzed from the waist down."
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no she won't be paralyzed for long.
making her paralyzed in the first place was a mistake.
oh well, who cares.