A/N: Phew…Ok, listen. I've been putting off and putting off, putting up this chapter. I'll warn you. Something sad happens and I was afraid everyone reading and following this story would hate it. And stop reading. But I realized this is the way the story is and I shouldn't change it because I'm afraid what everyone will think… So I'll end my rant now and give you the story:

Chapter Four

"If she makes it though tonight, I think it's safe to say she's going to make it." The doctor had said.

It had been a three weeks since Ruth had been hit by the car. The doctor's words kept haunting Jason. Ruth had woken out of her coma once, but she hadn't said anything yet. Belle had been so excited. He was really attached to her. He had finally asked her to officially be his girlfriend. She was all he ever thought about. His music had been suffering because he wanted to spend all his free time with her. He finally forced himself to set apart at least an hour everyday to work on music. Jason shook his head. It was eleven o'clock at night. He collapsed into his bed.

"Please, Lord, let Ruth make it." He said as he fell asleep. Tomorrow was Christmas Eve.

"Jason, sweetheart, wake up." Jason's mom called as she did every morning to wake him up. He moved and rolled over. It felt like he had just fallen asleep.

"I'm awake, mom." He mumbled, but didn't get up.

"Son, get up." The sound of his dad's voice made Jason wide awake. His Dad never woke him up. He sat up. Both of his parents were standing in the doorway.

"What's wrong?" Jason asked. He looked at the clock. It read three in the morning. He felt his stomach flop. No, not Ruth. She hadn't made it. He felt an adrenaline rush. "It's Ruth, isn't it?" He asked.

"Get dressed and go to Shane's room." His dad said, simply. "We need to talk to you all at once."

Jason jumped out of bed and started dressing. He felt awful. Shane was going to be crushed. His mom was already crying. Jason could get dress fast enough. He didn't even remember what he put on. He quickly went to Shane's room. He rang the bell several times, but no one answered it. His parents came down the hall then. They unlocked the door and went in. Jason felt like he was going to be sick to his stomach. His dad went to get Shane out of bed since he could do it faster than Mrs. Grey. Jason sat on the couch, his hands clenched together. Nate came in and sat on the other end. As soon as he was dressed, Shane sat between them, looking deathly pale. Their parents sat across from them.

"Boys, about half an hour ago, we got a call." Their father said. Their mom looked about to cry to again. Jason steeled himself for what was coming. "It was Mrs. Cover. It wasn't good news."

Jason wished he would just say it, but he was trying to say break it to them gently.

"I wish you could have been prepared for this in some way." Mr. Grey said. "I don't know how to tell you except to just say it."

Jason looked at his father sharply. What had he just said?

"Belle fell down a flight of concrete stairs." Mr. Grey said. Nate, Shane, Jason stopped breathing.

"Is she alright?" Shane managed first. Their dad looked at their mom.

"She didn't make it." He said. No one moved. A long silence stretched out.

"What are you saying?" Nate asked in a raspy voice.

"She died instantly." Their dad said, plainly. Mrs. Grey was crying again. Jason felt like he was suffocating. He couldn't breathe. Everything was spinning. Belle was dead? No, that couldn't happen.

"Jason? Sweetheart?" He heard his mom call. "It's going to be okay."

"No, it's not." He whispered. "She can't die. She can't be dead."

Jason felt arms start to go around him, but he pushed them away. He stood up and walked across the room. He placed his head against the wall. Not dead. Anything, but dead. Jason felt like dying himself. He slid to the floor with his head still against the wall. He became unaware of any of the sounds around him. Belle's voice echoed in his head.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Jason." Belle said excitedly. "We can go to the hospital and see Ruth. Maybe she will even talk! Oh, Jason, I am so excited!" She had hugged him goodbye then and Jason had held her close a little longer than necessary. She looked up at him, smiling. He kissed her.

Jason got up and made it to the bathroom just in time to give up his dinner. He rinsed out his mouth then placed his head which suddenly seemed very heavy against the door frame. He felt arms go around his waist. It was his mom. Jason put his head against her shoulder and let her hold him. He felt like he was seven years old again as he sobbed against her. This wasn't how it was supposed to end. Belle was a great person that had gotten them threw so much. She was an amazing person. People like that didn't just die. They couldn't.

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