Adopted

Alan's POV

I honestly felt like I was gonna be sick. Looking at Fionna and Austin in the condition that they were in breaks my heart. There was so much blood covering their bodies and one glance even made me puke.

"Sir, are you alright?" a paramedic asked. I nodded and wiped my mouth with my sleeve.
We all walked to the truck and followed the ambulances to the hospital.
Are they gonna be okay? Of course, shut up now.
What if one of them dies? What if both of them dies?!

I bit my lip and dug my nails into my skin. Shut up, Alan! Just shut the fuck up!
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. Memories of Austin, Fionna and I began to fill my mind.

The time when we chased Austin around with water guns. When we watched a horror movie and I ended up screaming... a LITTLE feminine.
"Ashby, I had no idea you screamed like a manly woman!" Fionna laughed. Austin wouldn't stop trying to scare me after that night.

I didn't even notice I had tears going down my face until we stopped at the hospital. "Fionna and Austin Carlile! Please, tell me what's happening!" Phil begged.
The doctor gave a sadden a look stepped towards us. "We'll do everything we can, but it's seems like it will be difficult to stabilize them." And with that he walked off.

We all sat down in the waiting room. frantically fidgeting in my seat, I tried fought to keep tears from slipping from my eyes. I kept telling myself that they were gonna make it, but at the back of my mind, something told me one of them wasn't gonna be okay.

Fuck! Why did this have to fucking happen!? Why couldn't it be me!? WHY DID THIS ALL HAVE TO FUCKING HAOOEN AT TOGETHER?

After countless hours of pacing around and constantly asking if they were okay, a doctor came out.
"Mr. Carlile should be be fine although he's weak at the moment. He was lucky that knife didn't hit an organ."

Everyone sighed in relief and smiled but that didn't last...
"WHAT ABOUT FIONNA!?" Tino shouted.
He looked at us and sighed.

"We did everything we could,"
She's dead.
"But at the moment, she's in a coma... And we're not sure if she'll make it."
Oh god. At least she's not dead but she might as well be.

I mentally slapped myself for thinking all of these awful things. We were told that we were able to see Austin and Fionna and we quickly made our way to Austin's room.

Austin's eyes opened as we all came in. He gave a weak smile and then attempted to look behind us, but winced in pain.
"Hey guys. Where's Fionna?" He asked with a smile in his croaky voice.

No one said anything and his smile slowly disappeared. "Where is she?" His voice became a lot deeper and his eyes grew dark.

"A-Austin... She's in a coma and the doctor said she might not make it." I struggled to say those words. He gave me a blank look and removed the sheets. ''I wanna see her."

Within 5 seconds, he fell to his hands and knees. We all surrounded and grabbed him. "If you try to put me back into that bed, I'm gonna-"

"Austin, we're not gonna stop you from seeing your daughter. We're trying to help you."

He smiled and we carried him over to Fionna's room. He took a seat next to her bed and grabbed her hand. "Fionna, I just want you to know that I love you with all my heart and I NEED you to make it through this..."
He reached over and moved a piece of her hair that fell out of place. I laid my hand on her hand and closed my eyes.

I felt a movement under my palm and I looked down. "Fionna? Please, if you can hear me, do that again!"

All the guys looked at me like I was crazy but fuck, I felt her hand quickly squeeze my hand so fuck off.

"You felt it to?" Austin looked at me with hope in his eyes. "Yea. I did."

Hope.

"Fionna, please." I was still waiting for her to squeeze my hand but nothing.

Hope?

A nurse came in and sent Austin to his room and we had to leave. I kissed Fionna's forehead and look over to Jason. He sighed and walked over to her. He kissed her on her lips and put his forehead to her's.
I wasn't sure how I felt about this but hey, what the hell...

Notes

I know. I'm an ass face and you all hate me. I'M SORRY.
I'm starting to sound like a broken record...

Guys, I have to say something.

I wrote my suicide note.

I've been depressed and I literally stay in my room every single day and never come out. For a moment, I thought 'What's the point?'
No one likes me and I'm better off dead. If I tell my Mom she'll send me straight into a mental hospital. But I know, I can make it; It's just that... Some days, I feel like I won't.