Monday:Freddy's POV

I leaned against my black Mustang SG scanning the crowd for Summer that Monday after school. The Mustang was only a year old. My parents gave it to me for my 16th birthday if I kept My grades up. Guns n' Roses Estranged was blasting from the speakers inside. Summer had gotten me to like Guns n' Roses, scince they were her favorite band.

"Looking for Summer?" I heard a voice and turned around to only see a fist go toward my face. I was knocked off of the car by it and fell to the ground. I got up to see Jesse.

"What the hell?" I asked.

"It's your fault Summer broke up with me." Jesse said walking toward me and he tried to hit me again but I ducked and hit him back. Soon 4 or 5 people were gathered around to watch the fight.

"No it's not. Your an abusive boyfriend." I said taking another hit. Now I was bleeding.

"But you kissed her." How did he know that? He kicked me in the shins. Jesse was a strong guy. I got a few hits in but he wasn't bleeding. He kicked me one more time and my leg gave way. I fell on my knees and then he kicked me down on the pavement and I hit my head. The last thing I heard was the cry of Summer and it all blacked out after that.

Summer's POV

"Freddy! Freddy!" I cried kneeling next to him. Blood was comming out of a cut on his forhead. Warm tears turned cold in the cool spring air dripping from my face to the paved parking lot. "Look what the hell you've done now Jesse!" I yelled. "You little son of a.."

"Language Summer." Zack said. But what did he care? Sometimes when he was mad all that would come out of his mouth was cursing.

"He has a pulse." I said. "We need to get him to call an ambulance." And someone did. Eventually a ambulance came. The EMT's couldn't get him awake so they brought him to the hospital. They wouldn't let me in the ambulance even after I practicly begged them. Jesse just stood there smirking. But not the same cute smirk that Freddy had. The ugly evil smirk that only Jesse had. "You know what Jesse?" I stormed over to him.

"Yes Summer." He looked down at me. He was way taller. So I reached my hand and slapped him. Oh and what a slap it was. Even my hand was stinging and the clap was so loud. I walked away and then turned back to look one more time and seen satisfaction. A red handprint was on his face.

"Give me the keys to your car." I said to Zack putting out a hand.

"No Summer. I don't think I should. This isn't the best time." Zack said.

"Give me the damn keys!" I would've got in my own car but that morning Katie gave me a ride and she was already gone home.

"No I know how much you hate hospitals scince your cousin died a year ago and with the condition Freddy's in I don't think you should see him." My cousin Alex died from Acute Lukemia last year in that same hospital. I never went there scince.

"Ok fine. I'll take Freddys car." I was about to get in the car but Zack caught my wrist.

"Are you insane! That's his car! His Mustang. He loves that thing just as much as his drums. He dosen't let anyone drive it!" Zack freaked.

"I think he'll make an acception. He's unconciouss and what is his car just gonna stay here until he gets out of the hospital? He might be knocked out for days! And they tow the student cars that are here after 8." He let go.

"Just go Summer." I got in Freddys car and drove to the hospital. The first look at the place gave me cold shivers as I pulled onto the parking lot. Guns n' Roses blasting. I parked the car and got out. I stepped onto the conrete steps and through the automatic sliding doors to the front desk.

"Summer!" I heard a womans voice. I turned around to see Nurse Lily Jones. Freddys aunt.

"Did they just admit Freddy?" I asked and rushed up to her.

"Yes. My heart nearly stopped. Summer, he's not looking too good." She said looking at her clipboard.

"What do you mean 'not too good?' " I asked worried.

"Well. He may never..."

Haha, got you there. Cliffhanger. I'll try and update soon.