"And why did you think taking a drive to Gorilla Pit was the best choice for a crippled man?" Oliver questioned, wincing once again as he pushed a lever. "Because I need a ride." Sophie responded, looking out of the window. I sighed, lounging in the back seat. I hadn't said anything the whole journey
because, I didn't feel like it. All I could think of was Tedros sprawled on the hospital bed, taking oxygen from a supplier, unconscious.

"Agatha, are you okay back there?"Oliver asked for the fifth time today. I shut my eyes, oddly annoyed. "I'm fine." Those two words described how I felt, and it wasn't good."I've been with too many girls to know that's not true." I managed to choke a chuckle, in hopes of getting him off my back. "Didn't you think it would be dangerous for me to go inside while people fight?" He asked again, Sophie and I ignored him again, lost in our own thoughts. "Do you think there'd be boys there?" She asked. Oliver laughed, turning a corner. "Actually, the place is filled with boys." Sophie squealed, throwing her hands up.

"We also have to pick up Tedros' profit from last night, take it to the bank of somthin'." I beamed, sitting up. I'd help Oliver anytime if it had anything to do with Tedros, he needed a lot of help at the moment. "The doctor said he'd have a chance of waking up today." It had been a day since I saw him last, I wasn't able to listen to what the doctor was saying to Sophie and Oliver, mainly because I would start crying anytime someone would say his name.

"He hasn't woken up yet, and it's 7:30." Oliver sighed. He seemed to be happier than I was. Yesterday, he was in tears.

I walked out of the door, passing the doctor. Oliver sat alone with Sophie, I think they were waiting for me. "Are we ready to leave?" Sophie nodded, her hand twined with Oliver's. She helped him up, stabling him. "What did the doctor say?" I questioned. They didn't answer, but gestured their hands to the door. I looked back, noticing they had passed me. "About your leg?" I heard a sigh of relief, and they turned around.

"The doctor said I should take it easy otherwise my leg will never heal. But I don't think you're taking that into consideration?" Oliver was going to drive us home that night, hence the broken leg he had. "Tomorrow Oliver's driving me down to the Gorf Pit." I cocked an eyebrow, choking on my spit. "The Gorf Pit?" She nodded, eyeing me. "The Gorilla Pit..." He corrected. I looked down at their hands once again, raising an eyebrow. "What's this?" It was weird to see other love interests other than myself and Tedros. In a way, it kind of made me jealous which I shouldn't be. Whilst Tedros could be dying, a new love could be sprouting.

"Oh this?" Oliver shook her off, stumbling once again. Sophie caught him, using all her might to pull him back up. As fragile as she wanted to act, Sophie was pretty strong. "I'm supporting him, that's all." I nodded slowly, not believing it fully. "Nothing...can we just leave?" I pressed my lips together, proving defeat. "Let's just go."

From the corner of my eye, I was able to see the doctor who was aiding Tedros recently. I turned around, mumbling a goodbye to my friends as I joined him. "Hi, doctor." He smiled, waiting for me to continue. "I just wanted to ask about Tedros? Is he alright? Do I have to give them something?" The doctor chuckled, placing his arm on my shoulder. "He's fine, he really is. You should stop worrying, seriously. He'll be stable in no time." I managed to crack a smile, nodding. "Alright." I turned away, not satisfied. "Just so you know," He took my hand, turning me around. "There is no point in telling people if they can give you information. They've been instructed by me not to tell you anything, mainly for your health."

I nodded again, trying to hide a scowl which wanted to form. I nodded, turning around once again. Thoughts ran through my head as I joined my friends outside. "Agatha!" Sophie almost squealed, helping Oliver into the car. I ignored her, taking a seat at the back. "So- ready to leave?" I didn't answer, still in my annoyed phase.

"Gonna turn down the music?" Sophie questioned. Whilst Tedros was more of an Indie person, Oliver liked Rap. He was listening to 2pac. If he was just a fake fan or not, he played it pretty loud. "Soph, this is my jam." He chuckled, I bit back my tongue, realizing he had called Sophie by the nickname I called her. "Well can you low your 'jam' down? It's doing my head in." I nodded slowly, turning my head away from them. Did Oliver ever feel like this when Tedros and I spoke? I'm sure Sophie didn't. "Well then deal with it, you dum-dum." Sophie giggled, and suddenly, I felt sick.

"I don't think so, gun boy." It seems they were closer than I thought. Oliver must have told her everything that had happened, not like I wanted him too. There are things that happened that I'd never want to think of again. "Agatha, are you alright back there?" I shut my eyes, pretending to have fallen asleep.

"Its been a long day." He chuckled, turning back around. "I feel sorry for her." One eye shot open as I began to listen to the things she was saying. "Yeah." Oliver sighed, running his fingers through his hair. "This is all my fault," Sophie sighed. "I'm the one who caused all of this. I was a jealous friend, and was only thinking of myself. I didn't want the best for her." I couldn't play with that, it was true. This was her fault. I may be thinking like this because I'm angry, but it's the only way I can feel better about myself.

"Sophie, we can't say that's not true, but don't beat yourself up about it. It's my fault. I allowed him to continue, I don't know what I was thinking...I wasn't thinking straight." Sophie smiled, squeezing his hand. "How can you stay so calm after all of this?" She questioned. Oliver scoffed as if she had just said a joke. "Sophie, I'm hurting more than you and Agatha put together. I've know Tedros the longest, I'm just...a man. I'm supposed to keep things together. I don't want us all to be falling apart. In a way, I have to keep us all together." I cracked a smile, Oliver was always a brother figure to me, always supporting me, no matter what my choices were.

"Then I'd like to thank you." Sophie said to him, watching the road. "I'd like to thank you for looking after Agatha and always being there for her. Not to mention Tedros, you're an amazing best friend." Oliver chuckled, shrugging. "Ah, stop it! You're making me cry." I heard his voice break and instantly opened both my eyes. "I just hope he's okay," Sophie sighed, looking at him. "He's my best mate, and we've lived together for so many years. I just can't imagine a world without him." Sophie nodded, looking as if she understood. "I know how you feel. Why do you think I came her?. I wanted to be with Agatha, my best friend."

"This is honestly so hard to talk about." Oliver groaned, wiping a tear. "I know right..." Oliver looked over, quickly wiping a tear from her face. "Did you see Agatha today?" Sophie nodded. "We both know, I'm not the one to cry, especially for Tedros but watching her was so heartbreaking." My cheeks instantly turned red, now I really wished I was asleep. "I know, I know. But I don't even want to think about it, let's go."

I woke up that night in my bed, it was 10:35, according to my digital clock. "You're awake." Sophie smiled. She seemed nicer than usual, but I didn't want her sympathy. It made me feel horrible. "Yeah, rough night..." Sophie nodded, her smile disappearing. "I couldn't sleep, I just couldn't stop thinking..." I got up, turning to another side. "How are you feeling?" I knew this question was going to pop up. I would tell her, but after yesterday, I feel like I've been drawn away from everyone else.

"Agatha?" Sophie called again. I shrugged, reaching for the door. "Yeah?" I turned to face her, pulling an innocent smile. She rolled her eyes, gesturing for me to get out. I chuckled to myself, plopping back onto my bed. "We're going out for breakfast, maybe a café. I've never been to one." I nodded, remembering the time I had burned Tedros in the wrong place. Thinking of him made me sick, really sick in the stomach. "Could do with something hot."

"Alright. Go get dressed, I'll be downstairs." I nodded, knowing for a fact that Oliver would be there, mostly because he's using his leg as a reason not to do any work- e.g, walking up the stairs. "So you could spend time with your boyfriend?" I muttered, taking my towel. Her head snapped at me, a scowl on her face. "What?" I pressed my lips shut, walking towards the toilet. "Oh, nothing."

"We're going out." Sophie sighed as she thew my boots my way. After showering, I had decided to go downstairs and watch some TV with Oliver. "Where?" I questioned, refusing to grab a boot. I was too tired and miserable to even lift a finger. "Breakfast." Oliver cleared his throat, taking his crutches. I shot one eyebrow up, giving them odd looks. "I know you guys don't know how to cook, but I do." Oliver chuckled, whilst Sophie shrugged. "If you guys wanna go, you can go alone." Sophie looked at Oliver and swiftly shook her head. "Let's go altogether."

"So," I cleared my throat as Oliver drove down the lane. "Are we going to visit today?" I questioned. I wanted to ask that all day. There was no way I'd be able to make it to the hospital alone, so I'd have to have Oliver drive me. "I'm thinking about a pancake." Oliver sighed, patting his tummy. "Five pancakes, one on top of the other." I cocked an eyebrow, noticing he had just dodged my comment.

"I might just have a water..." Sophie mumbled, her head falling on the window. Oliver looked at her, cocking an eyebrow. "Maybe you could have a bit of dirt too." I snickered, trying to forget what had happened before. Sophie shot him a glare, making his grin disappear. "Fine-sorry." He chuckled, but it soon ended as he realized she wasn't smiling with him.

"Agatha? Are you alright?" I shut my eyes, replaying the scene from yesterday. "Agatha? Come on, just answer the question." I sighed, opening my eyes. "Why do you care all of a sudden? Weren't you hungry for pancakes?" Oliver, obviously sat back, shut his mouth and drove off. For some reason, I didn't feel bad for hissing at him, I felt oddly satisfied.

"Agatha what was that all about?" Sophie questioned, a scowl on her face as she turned to face me. I shrunk down in my seat, shrugging. I wasn't in the mood for this, really. "Forget it..." Oliver sighed, he probably wasn't in the mood for drama either. "No," I sighed, not enjoying the fact she was acting like she was my mother. "I know you're all haywire since Tedros is in the hospital, but don't take it out on us." My eyes widened as anger rushed through my veins. We had just hit a traffic light when I opened the door in the middle of the road and slammed it shut. I walked away, not even turning back. I was going to the hospital, the only place I'd be happy at the moment.

"Hi..." He wasn't awake yet, he couldn't hear me, but I'd like to still pretend. "You wouldn't believe the nonsense I have witnessed today." He slurred in his sleep and my heart skipped a beat. Nothing had changed though. He was still the same unconscious guy I came here to see. "Sophie and Oliver are pretending you don't even exist," I slouched in my chair, taking another breath. "They're playing happy families and for some reason expect me to be the baby...it's stupid."

"Sophie had a go at me too," Tedros breathed out. I could see the steam on his oxygen mask around his mouth. "Yeah, who does she think she is? I've got one mum, I don't want another." It was silent for a while. I got myself too aggravated, I had to calm down. "I stormed off though...in the middle of the road. That outta teach them how to talk to me." It took me only a second to realize how bratty I had been.

"Oh gosh, I wish you could speak right now." I mumbled, fiddling with my fingers. "Not like your advice is good or anything, but I like hearing your voice." I smiled at him, hoping he'd smile back or at least move, but he didn't. "How long will you be asleep for?"

"Agatha?" I screamed, my spine straightening. "Tedros?" I looked at him, turns out he hadn't said a thing. I sighed, watching him slur again. "I'm seriously getting fed up, wake up..." I sighed, slouching again, but I was soon interrupted again when a hand placed on my shoulder. This time I knew exactly who it was.

"How did you enjoy that pancake?" I questioned, brushing him off. He sighed, giving me a resting face. "What? Is your girlfriend going to school me or something?" He rolled his eyes, taking a seat next to me. "What was that all about?"

"What was what?" I questioned, clearing my throat. "You know what I'm talking about. You stormed out in the middle of traffic!" I shrugged, looking away. "Don't remember..." He sighed, rolling his eyes. "Agatha, are you on your period? Get your mind straight you're acting like a child!" I widened my eyes and glared at him, I could see the fear in his eyes. "I'm the child? You were sitting in the car an hour ago, avoiding the obvious." Oliver rolled his eyes. "I thought I was doing something good, but you can't appreciate that!" I scoffed, avoiding his glare. "Why make it so bait, though?"

He stood up, walking to the door. "Meet us at the car park when you're ready."

"Agatha, wake up..." I flinched as Sophie picked me in the arm. I had drifted into sleep. "We're at the Gorilla Pit." I sighed, opening the door. Just great.

This took forever, huh? Turns out the last chapter will be in three parts- will Tedros make it out alive or not. Also who is feeling a sequel? I am. Also I want to delete my current. If I have to do the sequel, I don't want to stress myself.