Alright people... I haven't been getting many reviews on this and the story has gotten away from where I wanted it to go... SO, I might end it after this chapter... but there are two ways I can go...

The next couple of hours had seemed like a blur to me. I panicked when Paige fell into my arms. I laid her on the couch and called an ambulance. I didn't know what else to do. When they came and took her, they started to ask me a bunch of questions that I could not answer. They wanted to know what had happened and looked at me like I had done it. I had to explain to them that she was a friend from high school and that we had just started talking to me after her car broke down. They asked me if she was dating someone or if she were married. That is when it had clicked in my head.

"She is married. She was going to tell her wife that she was going to file for divorce and that she was going to move back in with her parents. From what she told me that her wife was extremely abusive. All I know is her name is Deanna and lives somewhere in Kingston." I was glad that I had memorized that letter.

"Thanks." The paramedic said to me.

I fought the paramedic to ride in the ambulance with Paige. They finally let me ride with her when they saw that they weren't going to win the fight. I held her hand, trying not to cry and blaming myself for everything that has happened to her in the last five years.

We got to the hospital and they wouldn't let me go back with her. I had to wait in the waiting room. It was killing me not to be by her side. I was sitting there looking at the doors, waiting for some word from the doctors when I thought of what Paige's parents would think. Oh, no. I realized that I needed to call her family. It was late, but I knew that they would want to know. I was hoping that the house number hadn't changed in the five years that Paige and I haven't talked. The phone was ringing.

"Hello…" Mrs. Michalchuk had questioned half asleep.

"Mrs. Michalchuk, this is Alex Nunez. I was a friend of Paige's in high school. I have some bad news. Paige is in the hospital again. I just thought I should call and let you know."

"We will be right there. Thank you for calling." She hung up the phone in a hurry.

I sighed. Maybe when they get here, I can finally get some answers. I have a lot of questions that I am sure that they will be able to clear up. I look around the waiting room. There are several different people around. I wondered what their stories were. I wondered if theirs were as bad as Paige's.

Just then a doctor walked through the doors. "Is there an Alex Nunez here?"

"Yes, sir. That is me." I stated as I walked up to him.

"Will you come with me? Paige is in and out of consciousness. Every time she wakes up she starts calling for you. I was hoping that if you were back there when she wakes up, maybe, she will just stay awake."

The doctor led me to her room. When I walked in, I had to fight back the tears. There were tubes and wires hooked up to her everywhere. Vitals, oxygen, and who knows what was being monitored. I walked over to her and held her hand. She felt cold. The life that she had had in high school was gone. She was drained now. Her perfect life, that was all planned out, did not turn out the way that she thought it would. I felt miserable. If I had just came with her to Kingston, then this would have never happened. Paige had started to move. She was mumbling something under her breath.

"Don't leave me, Alex. Never let me go."

"I won't, Paige. I am right here. Just come back to me." The tears were falling like rain from my eyes. She looked at me and smiled. Then her head fell back against the pillow and her eyes closed. The monitor flat lined.

"NO!" was heard all around the hospital as the doctors came running into the room.

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