Chapter 8 The sound of the ambulance is blaring in my ears, along with the shrill cry of Erika. Kyle remains unconsious on the stretcher. I'm sitting on the side of everyone, still in shock from seeing Matt's face again. Feeling his breath against my neck and hearing his solemn swear being whispered in my ear. He is still around me even if I can't see his face. Even if I can't hear his voice, he is still by my side. He is a part of me now. A part I will never be able to forget. We finally reach the hospital. The ambulance doors swing open in a flash and Kyle is rushed into the emergency room. We try and get as close as we can to him, but we are not able to see him. The doctors take him in right away, and I guess they are going to run test on him. Erika runs to the phone in the waiting room and calls her mom. I just walk very slowly to the other side of the room and sit on one of the many available chairs. "Yea. We just got here.... I don't know Mom. They just started fighting, and I didn't know what to do. Okay I'll see you in a little bit." I see Erika slowly putting the phone back on the reciever. She walks over to me and sits beside me. "I hope Kyle will be okay," she says while whiping back another tear. "but he had it comming. Matt didn't do anything to him!" I look at her and give her a fake smile and then quickly look back at the ground. "Laura, do you know why they were fighting? Kyle doesn't usually act like this..." Erika says looking staight at me and I'm trying to avoid it all. "No, I... Um.. don't know why they were fighting." I lie to her, trying not to cry. Moments later, I see Ms. Becky rushing through the hospital door. "Mom, over here!" Erika shouts out to her. Ms. Becky walks over to us and sits down on the chair besides me. "Did yall hear anything about Kyle yet?" "No, not yet. I'm so scared though." Erika and her mom discuss it all. I look up, trying to block them from my mind, and I spot a doctor walking over to meet us. "Are you all, Kyle Johnson's family?" The doctor asks us. "Yes, we are. Is he okay?" Ms. Becky says trying not to cry. "Yes. He just has a minor concussion. He just needs to avoid major activity and stay well rested for a while. I assure you he will be okay." The doctor smiles at us. "You can go see him. He consious now. Maybe someone should talk to him about how this happend. He was pretty banged up other than the concussion. Did I understand correctly that he was in a fight?" "Yes, with my boyfriend. I'm not sure what it was about. Him and Laura were walking when we passed them on the road. Then all of a sudden, Kyle was on the ground." "Laura, do you know what the fight was about?" The doctor asks me. Everyone is looking at me and waiting for my answer. I can't tell them! What am I going to do? "Uh... I'm not completely sure. Maybe... you should ask Kyle. Yea, thats it. Ask Kyle." My voice is trembling and my face is burning. Maybe I should have told them the truth about Matt. Maybe somone could acually help me. I look down trying to ignore what their saying. I look at the scars on my arms and legs. Silent tears leave my eyes slowly falling down my face, hitting the dry, crimson blood on my body.