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Third Person POV

"What's wrong?" Joey asked Lora as they closed the door to Norabella's hospital room.

Lora had her arms crossed and her eyes were already glossy.

"I, I didn't want to say this with the other kids in the room, but uh, Kyle is doing too well" she said quietly, but shakily. Joey and Daniel glanced at each other. "What's happen to him?" Daniel asked. Lora took in another deep breath before speaking. "I-I couldn't focus too much when Matt was telling me, but I-Um, I think it was something like his brain is swelling, and he already has nerve damage but they're not sure what the damage actually damaged, is that makes sense...and his oxygen level is at 86 when it's supposed to be a 99, and its dropping and I don't know what to do" she told, feeling the heavy worry pour out with the words.

"Don't worry, okay? He'll be alright. I promise" Joey tried, hugging Lora tightly. "You can't promise something like that; you don't know. But I'm really worried" she whispered. Joey rubbed her back slowly.

"Hey, uh, when do you think Norabella can see him?" Daniel asked randomly, Lora pulled back from the hug and wiped her eyes with her sleeve.

"I think the doctors said his friends could come in sense he's stable right now, I believe. Want me to ask?" She asked.

"Only if you want anyone in the room. I think Norabella just wants to see him for a few minutes." Joey answered.

Lora gave them a small smile and nodded before turning away and walking back to Kyles 'room'.

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"Hey Nory? Doctor Smith said you're allowed to go see Kyle of you go in a wheelchair." Joey said. Norabella smiled slightly and nodded anxiously.

"Yeah okay, is my leg broken? The doctor guy gave me some medicine or something so it sort of feels numb" she asked, Piper and Paul, and a nurse helping her into a wheelchair.

"I'm sorry baby, yes" Daniel answered. Opening the door widely for the wheelchair to come out.

Norabella groaned dramatically and tried to get the hang of rolling the wheels.

"God, this sucks" she mumbled.

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"We'll be right out here. Press this blue button here if you need the nurse." Doctor Smith said stepping out of the room to let Norabella have a privet visiting with Kyle. She nodded gratefully and wheeled up next to his bed. The bed was lowered some so he was laying down with his torso elevated along with his head, obviously.

"Hey" she mumbled, taking his hand and placing it on her leg where she played with his fingers, as she often did.

"I'm sorry." She whispered quietly.

"This is all my fault. Maybe if I wasn't going so fast the breaks might not have broken? Gosh, I'm really sorry." She said. Quietly again.

"I know I can be really rude and mean...and I'm sorry. And I know I get jealous and I over react...and I'm really sorry. I know I'm not the picture perfect girlfriend you wanted. But above dating, we're best friends. We'll always be best friends. Even if we do break up, which hopefully we won't cause dating you is pretty fun" she chuckled.

She sighed quietly as looked down at his hand, and she felt her eyes watering slightly.

"I'm sorry your hand are cold." She murmured, using both of her hands to hold his one hand.

"Your hands are usually warm...that's why I love them so much. Have I ever told you that? Maybe not...when we were little and I knew you were asleep, I would hold your hand cause I love your hands. Like, they're the perfect size, and they're super warm and soft. Are my hands cold? That's probably why I think they're so warm cause mine are made of ice." She chuckled again and then looked at him.

"I know you can't hear me...but don't do anything stupid...like dying. Don't do that. It's going to ruin your streetcred." She joked, but one single tear did fall from her left eye.

"But seriously...don't die. I don't want you to. That was be bad" she whispered.

"I wouldn't be the person I am now if I didn't meet you that one day at the police station in my old room."

She stared at his face. It was drained of color. He was pale. And his skin was cold and dry to the touch. His hair was messy and his lips looked chapped.

She realized she was crying when a few tears fell on her hand that was over Kyles.

"Please don't die Kyle...remember, we still have to get married when we're twenty five, right? You promised me the day we met, remember?

I can't lose you like I lost my mom. You're too important to lose. You're too special."

She blinked slowly to get a few tears out.

"You're too amazing to die" she whispered before bringing his hand up to her mouth and kissed it.

"I love you, Kylie. I always will...no matter what happens"

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I almost cried writing this, but the I remembered I'm the devil so I couldn't ruin my streetcred.