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Chapter twenty six

"CAAAAAASSEEYY!" screamed April and Sasha. They ran over to him. Sasha knelt down. The man in the car stepped out.

"Oh god! He just walked out! Is he okay?" he babbled on. "Call an ambulance!" Sasha screamed at him. "okay" he said and whipped out his phone. "Casey! Please!" cried Sasha. Casey had blood slowly trickling down his temple and jaw bone in red streaks. "oh god" Sasha wiped tears away.

April ran, she ran and ran until she burst through the door of The Braxtons house. Heath was watching T.V and Brax was in the kitchen. "Hey April" he said. "Casey's been hit by a car you have to come now!" she screamed. They ran out of the door without a word.

Sasha lay by the side of Casey. A few people were watching on the paths as sirens neared. She saw Brax and Heath run at full speed to his side. "Casey!" screamed Brax and fell to his knees. Heath went to the other side and went to shake him.

"DON'T!" screamed Sasha, "he could have a spinal injury!" The paremedics ran up.

Brax and Heath were pushed back. The first paramedic shone a torch in Casey's eye and muttered something. A small crowd had gathered and began watching. They fitted a red/orange neck brace on Casey and lifted him away. He looked so still His brothers actually thought he looked dead.

Brax walked forward into the ambulance with Heath. "Casey?" he asked and looked at his youngest brother. "Were you there sir?" asked. Brax didn't answer. He stared and stared at his brother until his eyes stung. Heath was sitting on the bench seat and gripped the gurney bars.

"please Casey come on, youve survived loads! Meningitis, beaten up, Almost drowned and you've been kidnapped at least three times" Whispered Brax. The paramedic gave Brax a look. But he didn't care. He focused on his brother.

Brax felt the sirens die and the ambulance stop. He couldn't breathe. The surroundings were dying out and blurry all Brax could focus on and see was his sixteen year old brother.

They wheeled him inside a room and Brax and Heath were forced out.

Brax sat against the wall. His heart was thumping. "Casey, Casey, Casey, Casey" was all he could think. Charlie layed a hand on his shoulder but he shrugged it off. Heath was hiding his face with his hands. "Brax, think positively..." began Charlie.

"WHAT! My friggin brother has been hit by a car! He could die, he could already..." Brax couldnt finish. A lump rose in his throat.

"Mr. Braxton" A nurse came out. Heath walked to Braxs side. "im afraid it's not good news" she said. "Im sorry but your brother...

Is he alive or dead and remember i love shocking you and I'm not afraid to kill him off... Read next chapter ;) xxxxxxxx