Nat's POV

Okay, so Allie is dying, we're fighting. You're probably wondering 'does she live' and 'how do you guys get back togehter'. Well maybe I know a different Allie who I happen to impregnate. Maybe Allie dies and it's all my fault. Well, she's not doing good, that's what I'm gonna tell you. She has a concussion, a broken arm, three fractured ribs, her hip shifted, and she had broken bits of car in her arm, which are now healing cuts. And she was in a coma.

Getting to stay in her room was a struggle on the first night. But, after they realized I was as stubborn as a mule, they gave up and let me stay. Which I did for a week. Everyone once in a while I'd order some food up to her room, or I'd go and sit next to her and just talk. I'd apologize and read her the messages, which kept coming. Her mom came on the first day, and her friends visited every few days. Well, Ceniah visited. The other one was too busy, and her jackass boyfriend never showed.

I was actually peeing when he showed up. I was in the bathroom and heard the room door open, so I finished up wuickly and went outside. I'd only ever seen Sam in pictures, and he looked a lot scarier in person. He had jet black hair, which was near shaved point, olive skin and cold blue eyes. I shivered slightly, turning off the bathroom light. And he didn't even notice I was there. He was on the phone, smiling to himself.

"Yea babe, I'm in her room," he said. I thought he was with Allie? "I don't think she'll be waking up anytime soon...That Wolff kid is gonna tear himself apart now."

I pulled out my phone, hitting record. "You weren't supposed to act without telling me, babe...We're trying to take down the Naked Brothers Band together, we are a team...I'm sorry I got upset, don't pout...Ceniah said the Wolff locked himself in this room, but I don't see him." He chuckled. "Maybe he did finally get rid of himself, that'd save us some work...Alright, I'm gonna go check the verdict to see what we have to shut down...Maybe we might be able to convince the doctors to take her off of life support, it'd be easier that way...Love you, G."

I had my hand in my mouth to keep me from gasping or saying anything that might let him know I was here. Sam—Allie's boyfriend—was cheating on her and trying to get rid of her—and all of us. And he was working with someone he called 'G', who knew Ceniah. Is Ceniah working against Allie too?

By the time I finished wondering, Sam was gone. I let out a breath of relief, then went back into the room. I stopped the recording, then went over to Allie's bed. I took her limp hand in mine. "Don't worry, Shorty, I'm gonna fix this," I whispered.

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I showed the video to my trusty secret keeper, Nicholas, who was infuriated. He'd been bringing me my school work, so when he came with the daily load, I showed him. "All those b*tches are trying to kill you guys and you haven't shown he police?" he asked frantically. "Nathaniel, you need to get off your lazy ass and go report this."

"I need some more evidence," I said. "I know Sam is in on it. He's working with someone named G, and I'm pretty sure Ceniah is in on this. But I need to show that she's admitting it."

"You've got the texts, you've video, what more do you need? Someone to come and cry and tell you everything?" And at that moment, Ceniah came in, tears in her eyes.

"It's all my fault," she cried. I looked at Nick, who sighed.