Alex's POV:

I continue to cry as the doctors in front of me are trying to make my dear Laurens come back to life. Just when I lost all hope, his eyes flutter open.

"JOHN!!!" We all scream. He was breathing rapidly, trying to fill his lungs with air. He slowed his breathing and stared at me in fear.

"Is everything alright?" I asked him. He suddenly yelled.

"Watch out!" He warned. I felt a sharp pain in my back. Everyone was staring at me in horror, tears filling their eyes. I dropped to the floor, but right before I went to unconsciousness, I notice someone run out of the room. I yelled in pain. Thankfully we're in a hospital so the doctors rushed over to me and security went to search for the person who stabbed me. I was laid on a bed in the same room as John. I could feel his stare on me, even as I was unconscious.

"Alex? Are you alright?" John asked my unconscious self.

"You know he won't answer, correct mon ami?" Laf told John.

"Yeah." John replied sadly.

"You sure?" Laf asked, concerned.

"I'm fine!" John yelled.

"Ok, ok! You don't have to yell! Oh, one sec, Jefferson texted me." John glared at him, but let him continue what he was doing.

(In texts)

MacN'Chill: where the hell are you?!

FrenchBaguette: at the hospital

MacN'Chill: WHAT!!!! WHAT THE F*** HAPPENED

FrenchBaguette: ok so, John was shot in the back by someone and we rushed him to the hospital

MacN'Chill: WHATTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!

FrenchBaguette: IKR, then not too long ago someone stabbed Alex!!!

MacN'Chill: WTF WHO THE F*** WOULD DO THAT

FrenchBaguette: idk, but we all plan to figure it out

MacN'Chill: let me know when you're searching, I'll help

FrenchBaguette: kk, thx

MacN'Chill: np

FrenchBaguette: gtg Alex is waking up

MacN'Chill: k, tell me everything later

(Back to reality)

I feel my eyes start to move. I had reagained consciousness.

"Alex!" I heard everyone shout. Laurens was sitting on his bed having his wound examined once more and I realized mine was all patched up.

"You're lucky it was a small knife, it only cut into your muscle." The docter explained to me. I let out a sigh of relief.

"Because of the fact that it was a small wound, you can leave tonight." The nurse said to me. John looked at me with a sad expression.

"What about my 'friend'? When can he leave?" I asked. The docter pondered my question as John looked at me with surprise.