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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