Please don't be dead.

With my eyes closed, I rubbed my face and released a deep breath.

I fucking hate this.

Frisco didn't deserve any of this shit. How could this happen?

With elbows on my knees and my hands clasped together, I stared at the ground. This was so fucked up. I felt like exploding at any moment, but at the same time I couldn't. I raised my hand to my head and gripped my hair tightly.

Waiting sucks ass.

Feeling helpless sucks ass.

Everything about tonight sucks fucking ass.

I felt Halo pat my back. She didn't say anything, only placing her chin on my shoulder. Her warm breath hit my cheeks, comforting me in a way.

"Sorry about tonight," I whispered, glancing at her.

She removed her hand on my back and looked away, avoiding my eyes. She knew right away that I was referring to my brother and sisters. I sat up straight and turned to her.

"To be honest, I wanted to leave," she murmured, her eyes trained on her fingers that played with the hem of her shirt. "I was a little bit overwhelmed – especially with Diana."

Diana could be a stuck up bitch, but she was reasonable enough sometimes. She didn't like Halo. But she was willing to give in because if she would have to choose, she'd rather I date Halo. She never liked Snow, because she fought back.

It was a big deal to them that Halo kept her calm. She didn't cry. She didn't snap back. She kept her back straight and took it all with a smile. They respected her for that.

I sighed. "Why didn't you let me know?"

"I didn't want to be rude."

"Halo."

She looked me in the eye and offered an uneasy smile. Her bottom lip trembled a bit, looking like she was on the verge of crying. My expression softened.

"You know what," I said quietly, reaching out a hand and wiping away the tear that escaped with a thumb. "You can be a damn good liar when you want to be."

She shrugged. "It comes with having strict grandparents."

I watched her for a moment. She sniffed and wrinkled her nose absentmindedly. Her eyes met mine and we stared at each other for a moment. I pulled her close to me and held her like that for a minute or two.

Then Kurt arrived, his phone still in his hand. My body went rigid again.

"Talked to my uncle," he stated, his voice devoid of emotions.

I waited, my expression going dead.

"He said they're currently investigating the car accident. They're running through the CCTVs right now. He'll call when there's something." He ran a hand through his hair and sat down on the bench across me and Halo. "This is seriously messed up."

I frowned, closed my eyes, and rubbed my temple.

"Do you want coffee?" Halo asked me, putting a hand on my cheek. "I'll get you some."

I opened my eyes and shook my head. "No, I'll get it. I need some fresh air, anyways." I pecked Halo's forehead and stood up. "Thanks, man," I told Kurt, walking toward him to fist bump before I headed to the elevators.

I wanted to hit something, but doing that wouldn't really help Frisco escape the hell he was in at the moment. I would just hurt myself. And if I was gonna hurt myself, it should be for something that mattered.

I was almost at the elevators when I heard familiar voices as I passed by the stairwell. I slowed down as I recognized them more. Tilting my head, I stopped and backtracked.

"I thought we agreed to never speak of it," hissed the girl.

I stepped closer to the door. Seriously, I should add eavesdropping on my skills.

"You made that decision all by yourself, Con," replied Alfie firmly, his jaw clenched in anger. "You didn't give me a choice."

Connie frowned in confusion. "What choice? I gave you an out. You should be grateful. Why are you acting like this?"

"Why?" my best friend laughed humorlessly. "I'm fucking pissed off, that's why. One of my best friends is in the operating room right the fuck now and I can't do anything about it. And I haven't fucked anyone for goddamn weeks."

I've seen Alfie seething mad before, but never because of a girl. He was literally fuming right now. His face was red and his hands were curled into fists.

"That's not my problem!"

He stepped closer. "It fucking is especially when you're the fucking reason!"

Connie blinked, taken aback. This was the first time I've ever seen her speechless. For a moment, there was silence. All we could hear were the footsteps of the nurses passing by, and the beeping from an ECG in a distance.

When Alfie spoke again, his low voice shook.

"I'm sorry if it fucking frustrates me that you're acting like it was nothing. I'm goddamn sorry if it meant way more to me than it did to you."

She looked away, her forehead creasing. Since I've known her for-fucking-ever, I knew that she was concentrating hard not to cry.

Alfie knew that, too.

I debated with myself if I should go. There were more things to worry about. I had no involvement in this matter. This was their business – though I had no doubt Alfie would tell me about this later on when he cooled down or when he was drunk.

"You know what," he started, shaking his head and raising his hands, "I'm done."

Her head whipped to him, her eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and hurt.

"You wanna act like nothing happened between us? Fine, I'll be a fucking genie who grants your wish." He moved closer until they were practically nose to nose, and added, "But that doesn't change the fact that you're not a virgin anymore, Connie."

She had an intake of breath. Even though her facial expression remained indifferent, her eyes looked kinda sad.

With a sneer, Alfie bowed before turning around to walk away. He stopped when he saw me. We stood there for a second. Then, he saluted with a straight face and passed me. My eyes followed him strut down the hall and disappear on the corner.

Wow. He was too pissed to even make a comment about me listening in.

"Ugh," groaned Connie. "This is not the right time for this."

I snorted, turning to her. "No shit."

She jumped, just now noticing me. "You're snooping again?"

I ignored her remark. "You do know that if you had the balls to face him sooner, you wouldn't have had this talk?"

"Ha! And say what?" she asked incredulously. Clearing her throat, she attempted to imitate Alfie's drawl, "'Thanks for being my first, dude. You rocked my world.'"

Using Alfie's way of speaking on something she would say didn't make any fucking sense. But then again, everything was chaotic right now. So I didn't comment on it.

"Did he?"

"Get real, Oz," she scoffed, rolling her eyes.

I took a deep breath. "Look, Con. I don't know what the hell is going on in your head right now. But one thing is for sure – he got you to shut up and listen to him, which is way more than that any guy has ever done."

That shut her up.

"Think about that," I told her.

Suddenly, my phone rang. I pulled it out of my pocket, and on the screen was Halo's goofy face. I doubted the reason she was calling was anything but goofy, though.

"Hey –"

"Frisco's out of the operating room," informed my girl urgently. "The doctor is here, talking to his parents."

"I'm there," I replied, before hanging up.

"What is it?" asked Connie, catching the grave look on my face.

"Surgery is over," I said distractedly.

Her body straightened, eyes widening a little. Without waiting for me, she quickly ran down the hall. I followed after her, and we hurried back to the waiting room. Halo's head turned toward us as we approached. Connie went to her, while I stopped a few feet away from the Doctor and Frisco's parents.

". . . managed to pull through. David is going to be fine, but . . ."

I spaced out. The only word that mattered to me right now was 'fine.' I released a sigh of relief, my shoulders slumping in ease.

I was in some sort of daze as I watched Frisco's dad nodded to whatever the doctor was saying, while his mother cried and said thank you to the man in white.

Frisco's alive.

He was fine. He was alright.

Oh, Thank God.

There was a tap on my shoulder, making me turn around. I saw Kurt wearing a grim face. He looked ready to pounce. I instantly grew alert.

"We got a problem."

Can this day get any fucking worse?

I waited for him to continue.

"Did you know –"

"Oh," piped up Alfie flatly, with an emotionless face. "I like trivias."

"Well, you're gonna fucking love this one." Kurt dropped his head low, and whispered, "I just found out that McKinley got bail last week."

I stiffened.

"You guys don't happen to know anything about that, do you?"

"No fucking way!" exclaimed Alfie, ditching the nonchalant facade and not giving a shit if several head turned to us.

"Please tell me you're shitting me," I begged, exhausted from all this shit.

"Afraid not."

This is all just one big fucking shitstorm, isn't it?

I looked at Kurt coldly. "You think he's got anything to do with tonight?"

"No idea," he sighed, shaking his head.

"It's one hella coincidence," muttered Alfie, with a raised eyebrow.

My hands turned into fists, and I gritted my teeth. This was just un-fucking-believable. It better be a fucking coincidence. Nonetheless, I wasn't taking any chances.

I pulled out my phone and called the one human I knew who was willing to help no matter what.

"Hello?"

The confusion was clear in the person's voice, and I almost smirked.

"Crimson."

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I super love the song with this chapter.