Destruction brought us together

Chapter Two- 9 years later

hello guys! *waves in a rainbow way*

it's me. Liana, I want to dedicate dis whole story to.... my friend... @brittanyhayde! I know you are reading dis biggums, you can thank me later :)

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Vicky's POV

Nine years have pages since I have met Mitch. We are now both 19, and go to UCLA. we do the exact same classes , but Mitch already has a job. He works at machinima , and makes videos on YouTube to make people happy.

I've always wondered why he wanted to join me in university. it bugs me. but he is still my number one best friend.

and yes , i have made some new best friends. like April, I met her in high school. Same class as me in music (now dat is true).

I now call her biggums, cos she is like that *smiling*

My phone started vibrating in my pocket.

I looked at the caller details and accepted the call.

"Hey baby gurl, where are you? I am at your house right now." Mitch said

"I'm at April's house dummy," I chuckled.

"Ok, i have to talk to you." I knew it wasnt good, because of the tone of his voice.

"Hey April! Im gonna head home now! bye!" I called, as she said goodbye to me and headed out the door.

I drove home and walked into Mitch's house.

I threw the door open.

"I'm home!" I screeched.

Sounds of Mitch's shuffling feet where heard coming down the stairs,

Oh gawd, he was crying.

I rushed to his aid.

"Hay! What's wrong Mitch?" I cooed.

"It's Jerome. He's in hospital." He croaked, I gasped and pulled him in for a hug.

I cried too.

He cried into my shirt.

I rubbed circles in his back.

Poor Jerome, he's got to be in so much pain!

"Come on, we'll go and see him." I pulled him out to my car.

"Ok. Lezgo!" He said, trying to sound happy.

But he failed.

Oh. And anyway? Jerome, April, Mitch and I are best friends.

I jumped into the driver seat and drove off to the hospital with Mitch still sobbing next to me.

This crying is making me, so please. Mitch, stop crying.

But I know that he wouldnt. Poor Mitch.

We just arrived at the hospital and we asked where Jerome's room was.

"Jerome Aceti's room please?" I asked sweetly, trying not to tear up.

"Floor 5, room 13C" The receptionist replied.

We both walked into the elavator, hand in hand (well isnt that cute?)

I remembered the time I first met Jerome. It was after the hurricane, and i had a big bandage around my arm.

Yeah, its still a bit painful, the stick went through my nerve.

The bell rang and we headed for Jeromes room, it was just 10 metres away from us.

I saw Jerome lying on the bed, sleeping. He had a bandage around his eye.

I put my hand on my mouth in shock and cried into Mitch.

I started to cry even harder when Mitch put his big muscular arms around me.

Blood was stained, it was coming through the bandage.

Then the doctor came into the room.

"Hye doctor? Is Jerome going to be alright?" Mitch asked

"I dont know, he still hasnt waken up. Im just going to cheek his pulse." He stated, going to the machine.

"Im sorry to say, but he might never wake up. Which means de-" i cut him off.

"Shut up. Dont tell us that our best friend will die," I snapped.

I heard groaning straight after that.

"Vic? Mitch?" He croaked

A/N 

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