Author's Note: The last chapter had so many spelling errors because stupid fanfiction

smashed all my words together. It wasn't my fault people. This chapter is not the best

thing you'll ever read but you know what.

Everyone sat in pure silence. Tyler's parents sat and cried softly to themselves while the

group of scared teenagers sat in pure shock. A million thoughts raced through Val's

mind. "What if he were to die" that would be the end of it. Tyler was the only reason that

kept her going; if he were to leave her she wouldn't be able to take his death or anything

else for that matter. Finally a doctor came out. He walked over to Tyler's parents and

started to fill them in on their son's condition. "It's pretty serious. There are prepping him

for surgery right now. We have discovered that he is internally bleeding. X- rays show

that Tyler has two dislocated ribs and one has punctured one of his organs. We need to

stop the bleeding as soon as possible. As for Tyler's other injuries, his right knee is

shattered. What we'll have to do his reconstruct it as best as possible but we might have

to replace the joint with metal one and some screws, but nothing of the sort has been

confirmed yet. Tyler has a side wound that is pretty serious, we have stopped the

bleeding and stitched it up, as for Tyler's other cuts they weren't too serious. After the

surgery, we will be moving Tyler to ICU where a team of doctors can stay with him at all

hours. It is on the next two floors and you can wait in the waiting room up there. I have to

perform your son's surgery, I'll give you another update on Tyler's condition as soon as

possible." The parent's just stood there, not what to do next. Val cried, Catie cried, Jamie

sat, and Hank stood. They all worried about their poor friend whose life could end at any

moment. After a tense five hour wait the doctor finally came out. "The surgery was

successful but Tyler is in a very unstable condition. He slipped into a coma, but right now

that's a good thing he can't feel any of the pain. You can see him now." The doctor

finished those words and left the room, which really nobody was in. The ICU was only

for family, but after the nurse saw how miserable Val looked and catching an evil glare

from Catie she allowed only them. The two slowly proceeded into Tyler's room. The

room was filled with machines that kept the poor young man alive. Catie gasped at the

site of Tyler. There he was, lying on the bed, lifelessly. Tubes caring what not in to

Tyler's body, were all over is arms. Val wanted to take his pain, she just couldn't stand to

see him in this state. Tyler had stitches on his forehead. Val took his lifeless hand in hers

and gently kissed it before turning towards the door. Catie was filled with rage. "How

could someone possibly do this to another human being and just leave them for dead in

the middle of the street?" She made sure that she said that to herself, there was no telling

how Val might take it. It was now about four in the morning and the friends were

exhausted. They said goodbye to Tyler's parents and assured them that they would keep

them in their prayers. As the four friends were walked out the door and out into the

parking lot they had noticed a black car pull up right beside them. The car had a huge

dent in the hood and had blood smeared across the window. They knew what it was, it

was the car that had hit Tyler. But what they weren't expecting was who the driver was.

It was Dean; yes Lean Dean the rebound machine. "Hey, uh, Hank how's he doing?" he

asked nervously. "What the hell is wrong with you!" Catie screamed. "You hit innocent

person with your car and you have don't stop and then you have the nerve to show up and

ask how he's doing?" "I swear I didn't see him!" Dean cried. "I would never hit

anybody." "Why didn't you stop?" Hank shot. "I was scared, I didn't know what to do."

"Oh, so you just leave them there, huh!" Jamie interjected. "Hank, please, tell me, is he

okay?" Dean pleaded. "No," he answered flatly, "he only has a thirty percent chance of

making it through the night." "Oh, no, what have I done." Dean broke down in tears,

which Val would have guessed, by the look of him was not the first time that night.

"Come on you guys, lets go home."