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Chapter Eleven: Please Don't Go...
I looked at the bed. I saw him. He turned to me, with a cut all across his face,
a black eye, 4-5 stitches on his chin, and he barely smiled at me. "Sky," he
said. I slowly walked in and I stood over him. "Why?" I asked.
"I was upset over the fact that you're pregnant and engaged. And to one of my
main rivals nonetheless."
"So you went on a rampage? And got yourself put here under critical condition?!"
"Sky, listen, the car accident wasn't my fault"
I sighed and I said "I know I know. I'm just upset you're in here in the first
place"
Then, he looked at my stomach and he placed his hand on there. I looked at the
hand and then at him. "The doctor said that the injuries are pretty serious. He
gave me a 50% chance of making it"
"I hate it when you make me worried" I said to him. His hand never left my
stomach. Then, he smiled. "What?" I said.
"My nephew's gonna be strong, handsome, funny, and outgoing like his dad. And-"
Then he started thinking again. Then he said "My niece is going to be smart,
beautiful, athletic, and wise like her mom"
I looked at him confused. "How did you?"
"How do you think I found out me and Samantha were having Alena?"
"By-"
"By putting my hand on the belly and saying the gender"
I looked at him weird. I didn't know he was psychic all of a sudden. Then, I
looked at the monitor and I saw his heart rate slowing down. He held my hand and
he said "I love you, Sky. I will always be here for you. Even in death"
Then I felt his grip loosen, and I saw hi heartbeat go flat on the monitor. He
closed his eyes and then, he took his last breath. I didn't believe this, so I
started saying "Randall please don't go. Randall? Randy! Please... Please
Don't Go..." Then tears came down my face and I started to cry. I had lost my
brother and my best friend all in one day. And they were the same person
