Today is Saturday and we are going to play the Panthers! Wade and I aren't arguing anymore and we are so pumped for the game. I text Wade, asking him if he wants a ride to the game. He replies quickly saying he would.

*****

"You ready?" I ask Wade at his driveway.

"Hell yeah!!" Wade puts his gym bag in the trunk and sits with me in the front.

*****

"Kimberley should be there already." I inform Wade while driving through the highway.

"I know." Wade rolls his eyes.

"Hey, what was that?! Are you seriously going to start fighting with me again?" I snap at Wade.

"Can you just leave me alone? Focus on driving."

"No, I want to know what the hell your problem with Kimberley is. You guys were close, why are you acting like a jerk all of a sudden?"

"I'm not acting like a jerk and I don't have a problem with Kimberley. My problem is you."

"Me?! What did I ever do to you?"

"Forget it, ok?" Wade seems bothered.

"Fine, whatever." My phone buzzes, it's a text from Kimberley.

"Don't you dare answer it." Warns Wade.

"Don't tell me what to do." I open my phone to read the text.

Hey, do you-

"Nathan!" Screams Wade. The last thing I remember seeing was bright lights.

*****

I wake up on a stretcher in an ambulance. My head hurts. I think I crashed my car in the highway. Oh no, Kimberley, the game, and Wade! This was all my fault. If only I listened to Wade, this would've never happened.

*****

At the hospital, they wrapped my head with a bandage and gave me some medication to help the pain. They told me my friend wasn't doing well and they let me go visit him. As I was walking down the hallway, I notice Kimberley heading towards me, wearing her cheerleader outfit. She was crying. She runs up to me and hugs me tightly.

"Nathan what happened? Are you ok?"

"I'll be ok, it's Wade we should be worrying about."

Kimberley and I go into Wade's hospital room. My eyes widen, Wade looks terrible. His face is bloody and bruised, his heart rate was low. The doctor told me that when we crashed, Wade got blunt chest trauma and head trauma. It was a miracle that I didn't. I was so shocked and upset. This wasn't fair. Wade didn't deserve this, I did. It should've been me in his place. I step closer to Wade, his eyes are barely opened. He looks like he's in so much pain. Kimberley leaves the room to give Wade and I privacy. "Wade, I'm so sorry. This is all my fault. I'm an idiot." My eyes begin to tear up. Wade looks up at me.

"I was jealous."

"What?"

"Marry her..." I think he was talking about Kimberley. Wade was jealous of me. He wanted to be with Kimberley. I can't believe this. He was mad because he was sick of hearing about my relationship with Kimberley. Why wouldn't he tell me this?

Wade's face suddenly goes blank. He frantically sits up and starts convulsing.

"What's happening to him?!" I scream.

Lurching forwards, he throws up a huge amount of blood, and it doesn't stop. He looks terrified, tears of pain forming at the corner of his eyes.

"Someone help him!" Nurses rush into the room and set a tray on his lap for the blood to go into.

"What's wrong? Someone help him!" Kimberley cries.

"Page Doctor John!" A nurse yells.

Wade continues to convulse, but less and less blood is coming. Is he getting better? It's stoping now! It's got to be!

"He's lost too much blood," a nurse whispers to her colleague. Suddenly, the Doctor runs into the room. "Okay, we're taking him into surgery right away!" She says. "Book an OR, tell them we're on our way up now!"

"Is he g-going to be okay?"

"We're going to do everything we can." She nods with a thin lipped smile. "Okay, let's go!" They dash from the room and down the hall. "Hold the elevator!" Is the last this I hear from her.

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