||John Laurens||

A crushing world was what I lived in. A crushing, dark, unforgiving, lonely abyss that I call life. I should have expected anything good from it. All it ever has done is taken things away from me. One by one. I shouldn't have been blindsided so easily.

What was there to expect? Everything good in my life has been taken away from me. And just when I thought that things were right again, everything came crashing down.

My everything was taken from me.

||Lafayette||

:December 11th, 2016:

So...a lot of shit happened yesterday. Laurens had explained to everyone exactly what happened. We were all devastated from the news.

Apparently, out of nowhere a car came speeding around  corner and ended up...hitting Alexander. John called an ambulance and it came by after just a minute due to how close they were to a hospital. He had called us while he was in the waiting room. I remember how his voice sounded completely broken and emotionless.

Flashback

The phone next to me rang, it had been from John. I answered it casually, happy that my buddy had called. I answered with a smile.

"Hey, mon ami, how's your mom?"

But he didn't answer. But I could hear heavy breathing from the other end.

"John...?"

Herc looked at me confused.

I asked again, "...John?"

'Is he okay'? Mouthed Herc. I shrugged.

Then he answered, "I...c-can...can you c-...come over here?" He asked. His voice was shaking, I assumed from fear.

I put the phone down for a second, "I think it's an emergency. We have to go to the hospital."

"Okay, we'll be there soon. Explain on the way."

Present

I remember how he slowly and quietly explained what had happened. I remember how mine and Herc's reactions were. I remember how broken and emotionless we both felt. We were both so hurt by the news and drove as soon as possible to the hospital.

Turns out that Alex was in critical condition and even suffered from a major concussion. The doctors told us that they were unsure if he was in a coma or not. We hoped and begged that he wouldn't be in a coma.

But it would be better than death.

It was the day after the disaster and nothing was the same. It seemed like the world became silent. None of our friends were the same. Everyone seemed to be affected by what had happened.

Especially John.

He never came out of his room. We always heard sobbing from his room and that was all we ever heard from him. He wouldn't eat or sleep or anything. He'd just stay in there all day. We tried to get him to come out but he just ignored us.

It was horrible...

All we could do was hope and pray that Alexander would soon wake. No way any of us could face him being away.

By 'any of us', I mean our whole friend group. I guess no one has really mentioned the members of this group. Well, it was Peggy, Eliza, Angelica, Maria, Herc and me. It was a small group but it was the five of us plus Alex and John that were in the group that everyone seems to mention. And we are all sad about this.

We all hope that everything would be okay.