"The doctor is here to give us and update on Isla."

Nick jumps out of his seat and runs over the doctor frantically. "Is she okay? Is my sister okay?" He cries desperately.

Nick's POV

I can barely breathe with how scared I am. I can't lose Isla. She's my family. I finally feel like I have a family, and I'm now on the verge of losing it all because of some stupid jealous bitch. I swear if I ever see Chelsea again, she's going to wish she was dead once I'm through with her.

"I'm Doctor Montez." A young woman says with a solemn face. "Isla was shot twice. The first bullet passed through her lower abdomen. While that bullet wasn't life threatening, it may cause problems later on in life if she decides to start a family."

"So, that means she's okay?" If she's talking about Isla having issues in the future with starting a family that must mean she's going to make it, right?

Dr. Montez sighs. "The second bullet was shot through her chest and hit her lung. She's lost a lot of blood and flat line twice during surgery. She's in critical condition and I don't know if she will make it through the next twenty-four hours. If she makes it through the next twenty-four hours, she will stand a better chance."

She's in critical condition and I don't know if she will make it through the next twenty-four hours. This can't be real. She has to be lying. I can't lose Isla. She's in critical condition and I don't know if she will make it through the next twenty-four hours. Anger. Anger and rage are all that I am feeling at the moment. Isla has completely changed my life. If it wasn't for her, I would be miserable. Isla hasn't even been in my life for a year and now I might lose her. I can't. I just can't. When I call her my little sister, it's because that is how I see her. She is my family, and I can't lose her.

I'm breaking here and I don't know what to do. I've never felt this much anguish or pain. The emotional pain is so strong right now that I can physically feel it. I'm hurting from the inside out. I need someone to comfort me, but as I turn to my friends, they are in no better shape than me. In fact, I think some of them are doing worse than me. Tyler is fuming. You can see the anger built up inside of him. I swear I see smoke coming from his ears.

Killian and Sofia are trying to comfort each other. Like me, Isla brought a happiness into their lives that they had never really experienced, but then again, anyone who truly gets to know Isla would realize just how special she is. She's the only person I know who can turn a horrible situation into something amazing. She would know how to cheer us all up in this moment. She would be able to put a smile on all of our faces right now, but she can't. She can't because she is the one lying in a bed, fighting for dear life.

Finally, I look over to Luke and Hayden. Guilt is written across both of their faces. They are both blaming themselves for this and to be honest there's a small part of me that kind of blames them too. I know it's not really their faults, but I can't help all of the what ifs that are floating in my head. What if Hayden hadn't kissed her? What if Hayden hadn't made her cry this morning? What if she hadn't talked to Luke? What if Luke could have just been happy for her?

I can't blame them. I want to, but they don't need that. Hayden and Luke are both hurting. If Isla doesn't make it through the night, I'm worried what the two of them are going to do. I fear I'll wake up tomorrow to only find out that not only did I lose Isla, but that my two best friends are gone too. Luke mentally can handle Isla dying, and I fear Hayden will fall so deep into a depression that he will never make it out alive.

"When can we see her?" Tyler growls at the doctor.

Dr. Montez responds in a calm quiet voice. "I think it would be best if Ms. Camarillo didn't have any visitors at this time."

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Tyler bellows. "Do you not realize who my parents are? It only takes one phone call to my parents and your job will be on the line."

Dr. Montez stiffens. "If you insist going against my better judgment, then you must wear disposable scrubs and masks. We do not normally allow visitors in the ICU, but since we don't have very many patients at this time, I guess we can make an exception."

"Stop with the bullshit. You and I both know you are making the exception because of who my parents are." Tyler spits out with venom.

Dr. Montez puts on a fake smile. "Very well. I'll let the nursing staff know that you are all allowed to visit with Ms. Camarillo as long as you are all in disposable scrubs and masks." Dr. Montez turns quickly on her heels and enters behind the two large double doors to the ICU.

Tyler's chest heaves up and down from how upset he is. He looks at us and runs his hand through his hair. "I don't think we should all visit her at the same time. Let's split into two groups. Nick, Sofia and Hayden can go first. Then Luke, Killian and I will go." Tyler then walks off and makes a phone call. By the look on Luke's face, I know he wants to say something about himself going in to see her first, but he doesn't. He's probably thinking we all blame him. Maybe the others are, I really don't know how they feel.

Sofia stands up and wipes her eyes. "Are y'all ready?"

Hayden and I stand up and follow Sofia to the double doors and press the button near the door requesting to be allowed to see our friend. After a minute the door opens, and we walk up to the nurse's station. "We're here to see Isla Camarillo." I whisper.

"Yes, Dr. Montez told me to show you all to the sanitize station. Follow me please." We follow the nurse and she takes us to a small room that has two large sinks, and a shelf that has paper scrubs and masks. "Okay, first you wash your hands up to your elbows for two minutes. Also, use the white scrub brushes to get under your nails clean. You will then dry your hands, put on the mask and the scrubs and then use the sanitize lotion up to your elbows. After that you will be able to visit with your friend. Please refrain from touching her as much as possible. She's in bad shape and the slightest thing can cause her condition to worsen."

Hayden's POV

After following the nurse's instructions, she walks us over to Isla's doorway. For what feels like a lifetime, we stand outside of Isla's door. All three of us are afraid of what lies behind it. We know we won't see the beautiful girl that's full of life and always willing to help others. What if we never see that girl again?

Taking a deep breath, I am the first one to enter into Isla's room. The moment my eyes are on her my heart drops. Tubes and wires. Tubes and wires are everywhere. The only sound in the room is her breathing machine and her beating heart on the monitor. The three of us slowly start to walk over to her bed almost as if we are afraid that if we make a loud noise, she will disappear from our sight forever. Suddenly I stop. I can't force myself to her. It's because there really is a possibility that she could disappear from our sight forever.

Nick is the first person to make it to her side. He holds her hand gently while he breaks down. I've never seen Nick like this. He has two sides, Fun-loving, happy, goofy Nick, and strong, deadly, I'm about to kill you Nick. To see him shatter to pieces is more than I can bear. "Please Isla." Nick cries. "Don't leave me. You're my sister. I need you."

I want to comfort Nick, but I can't. My feet are glued to the ground and will not allow me to move. I'm grateful that Sofia is able to comfort him. She hugs him tightly as her own tears start to poor out of her eyes. "Isla, I love you. You have to get better. You're my best friend. I need you."

Nick and Sofia sit beside Isla for a while with me still planted to the ground. The girl that I love is mere feet away, but I can't find it in me to be any closer. Isla's hair is a mess. Her skin and lips pale compare to what they normally are. Nick looks in my direction. His eyes are puffy and red with tears still falling from them. "Hayden, are you okay?"

Right now, I can form any words, so I just shake my head. What type of question is that anyways? This is the girl I love. Let's be honest, this is the girl that I was planning on spending the rest of my life with, and now we can't even guarantee she will live through the night. Finally, I am able to form words, "Can I be alone with her for a little bit?"

Nick looks unsure about leaving me alone with Isla, but I really need this. "Nick, let's give him some time with her." Sofia whispers as she grabs his hand.

Nick looks at me and sighs. "Are you sure you'll be okay?"

"No." I honestly say as I shake my head, "but I need to be alone with her."

Nick gives Isla's hand one last gentle squeeze. "If you need us, we'll be right outside."

"Have faith." Sofia says before kissing my cheek.

Once Nick and Sofia have both left the room, my feet finally become unplanted from the grown, and I'm able to move closer to Isla. This isn't like the first time she was in the hospital. Things were the complete opposite. We didn't know what was wrong, but at least we knew she was going to make it. This time we know what's wrong, but we don't know if she will make it.

I sit in the chair that Nick was sitting in and gently grab Isla's hand. I know the nurse said to refrain from touching her, but I need her touch right now. I'm about to lose it, and I need her. "Love, I don't know if you can hear me or not, but I need you to wake up. You can't leave us. You can't leave me. I love you, Isla, and if you aren't here, I don't know if I can be here either."

I start to rub circles on the back of her hand. I cringe at how lifeless her hand is. Every time I've ever held her hand it held warmth and love. Now it's ice cold and still. The thought of never holding her warm hands again or having our fingers intertwined causes another wave of grief to attack me.

While still holding her and hand, I lay my head on the side of her bed next to her and cry. "Love, don't leave me." I whisper as the tears continuously roll down my face. "I love you. I want to spend the rest of our lives together whether it be as friends or more, I need you." I've always hated when Luke tell hers 'don't give up on me' because it makes me feel like she is bound to him because of some stupid promise she made to him when they were younger, but if not giving up on him means she'll stay with us, then I don't want her to give up on him either.

I stay for a while longer being unable to will myself away. When I'm finally able to convince myself to leave because it isn't fair to my other friends that are still waiting to see her, I kiss her hand. "I love you." I whisper one last time before walking out the door.

Not being able to stay in the hospital for a moment more, I ignore my friends calling out to me and run down the four flights of stairs. I push past people in the lobby and make my way outside into the cold. As the rains start to fall, I can only think that even the heavens are crying for Isla. Tears fall down my face mixing with rain as I fall to my knees and just cry.

When I finally compose myself, I walk over to a nearby bench and sit while it continues to rain down on me. Not knowing what else to do anymore, I sit there and do the one thing my mom always told me to do in a time of need... Pray. And that's exactly what I do. I sit there in the rain and pray to God that when I walked out of Isla's hospital room, it wasn't the last time I would see her.