Alex's POV

I look down at my phone to see a text from John, saying he was waiting for me. I grab my bag, turn off my computer, and run downstairs. I open the front door expecting to see my boyfriend in the car, and that's what I saw... just he was upsidedown, covered in blood, dangling from his seat.

"JOHN!!!" I scream and drop everything, running towards him.

"JOHN!! Please be okay!" I unbuckle him and drag him over to the side. I see Jefferson leave the building and look at me with terror in his eyes.

"Hamilton what happened?!"

"I don't know just call 911! Please!" He nodded and pulled out his phone. I was holding John in my arms. I was sobbing, wiping the hair and glass off of his face.

"Please don't leave me John. You're all I have." My tears fell onto his face. I placed my forehead against his.

"... Lex...?" He was alive.

"Jackie?!"

"... there's a light... I want to go to it Lex... it's beautiful... I love you... I don't want to die Lex..." He was dieing. I knew it.

"You won't Jackie... I love you too. Just stay awake. JEFFERSON HE'S DIEING TELL THEM TO HURRY!" He looked at me with fear in his eyes.

"... I'm dieing Lex?"

"No... No Jackie... I- I won't let you die..." I was interrupted by my crying and ambulance sirens, " they're here! You'll be fine Jackie!" His eyes were closed and his breathing slowed.

"Jackie?! JACKIE!!! Dang it Jackie don't die now! They're here Jackie." I was shacking his shoulders. He fell limp in my arms. The paramedics took him from my arms. I got in the ambulance and took John's free hand, putting it in mine. I kissed his hand, holding on to it like I was the one dieing. When we got there John was taken away. I took out my phone and called Laf.

"Oui?"

"Hey Laf it's- it's Alex... ummm... I need you guys to meet me at the hospital."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine but John..." I started to cry again.

"We will be there in 10 mon ami."

"O- okay.." I hung up and sat in one of the old waiting room chairs. I took a sweatshirt out from my bag and put it on. I went into what John calls "Turtle Mode". It's when your sweatshirt is big enough to pull your knees under to where only your shoes are visible, then you pull your arms in so your sleeves fell limp. Lastly you pull your head to your chest so you are a big ball of sweatshirt. I stayed in that position crying until I heard Laf and Herc come in.

"Mon ami? What's wrong? What happened?" I didn't answer. I didn't move, I just stayed in my sweatshirt and cried. I think that Laf and Herc day next to me but I didn't look. Finally I looked up, tears still in my eyes. I saw Herc sitting on Laf's lap, his resting on Laf's shoulder.

"Alex? Do you wanna talk?" Herc asked, lifting his head from where it was. I nodded.

"John... h-he... he said that he d-didn't want to die... I said he wouldn't... I think I lied. He might die... John..."

"Alex? What happened?" Herc asked.

"I- I don't know.. I walk outside and he's in a wreck... it was scary... I thought I lost him... He could be dead..." Laf had tears in his eyes as did Herc.

"Mr. Hamilton?" A nurse asked. I stood up and ran to her.

"Is John okay? Is he gone?"

"John is okay. He just woke up. He was asking for you. I'll take you to him." I nodded and followed her to a dark, small room. There I saw John, covered in bruises, cuts, wires, wraps, and bandaids.

"John?! Are you okay? I was so worried!" I said while rushing to his side.

"Lexie...? You know being unconscious is fun. It's like a dream that you can control. I should do it more often." He said smiling.

"Please no! It was hard enough for us." He nodded and let out a small laugh.

"Okay... Hey Lex? I thought I was gonna die. But I didn't. I love you." I grabbed his hand and sat on the ground next to him.

"I love you too. Just never do this again okay?" He nodded and yawned.

"I can go so you can get some rest I mean it is midnight."

"No! Please stay here. I need you." He scooted over on his small hospital bed and patted next to him. I layed down next to him and held his hand.

"Then I'm not going anywhere." He smiled and layed his head onto my chest. I was overjoyed that he was mine again. His hair was in a ponytail like it always is, but I took his hairtie off and ran my fingers through his hair, soon falling asleep with John ontop of my chest.

"Thank you." I whispered. I don't know who to. Maybe to God, maybe to the doctors, or maybe to John for not dieing. I just wonder why John? The perfect angel who ended up in my life. Why did he get hurt? Why not me? I totally deserve something like this, but not John, never John. I was soon overcome by sleep.

Your welcome! I have already written a lot of the chapters I just wait till a good day to upload them. I no longer hate myself because... John's Alive!!!!! I will post again soon!!! Much love!

- Cactus