Luke/Lucas' POV

I wanted to argue about Hayden, Nick and Sofia getting to see Isla first. If it wasn't for me, none of them would even know her. She was my friend first. I've known her for the longest. But I didn't argue, because it's all my fault that she's in there fighting for her life.

I thought the worst part of my day was going to be her telling me she chose someone over me, instead that seems like nothing now. The worst part of my day is not knowing if she's going to make it. I won't survive without her. I can't and I won't.

The stupid clock in the waiting room keeps ticking driving me insane. Tick. Tick. Tick. I'm about to scream when a hand weighs down on my shoulder. "Are you okay?"

Looking up, I see that it's Killian. I shake my head. "If she dies, this is my fault. This is all my fault." I cry. "I want her to be happy. I really do, but I couldn't tell her it was okay to be with Hayden. I wanted to, and I know he's a good guy, but I couldn't give her up." Raking my hands through my hair, I start to pull at it in aggravation. "Why am I so screwed in the head? Why can't I be normal like everyone else?" I cry looking at Killian. "This is why my dad didn't want me. This is why I couldn't have friends. Isla was the only one besides my mom who was there for me. Now I have no one."

"Don't say that." Killian says, sitting beside me. "You have all of us. And trust me when I say there is no such thing as normal. People only pretend to be normal, but what is it really?" I shrug, not knowing how to answer it. "Exactly. You don't know what normal is because there is no such thing. Everyone walks around with their own demons. There are just some who are better at hiding them than others."

"Thanks, Killian, but I'm pretty sure you are my only friend left."

As I say that, Tyler plops down on the seat next to me. "That hurts man. I thought I was your friend."

"You still want to be my friend? After hurting Isla and Hayden, you still consider me a friend?" I ask, looking at Tyler with a puzzled look. "What if she doesn't make it? How will y'all feel about me then knowing it's my fault she's dead?"

Tyler stays silent thinking before he groans out loud. "Look Luke, Nick told us about the three of you. He told us how at times you can't help what you're doing. I'm not going to abandon you because your screws are a little loose in your head. Neither is anyone else. We are all on edge right now, with not knowing what's going to happen to Isla. Isla being shot is not your fault."

"But if I didn't cause her to run away or if we were with her at the time then we could-"

"No!" Tyler growls. "Chelsea is crazy. Chelsea did this. There is nothing any of us could have done to stop this. None of us, including Isla, knew that Chelsea was capable of doing this. Chelsea would have still done what she did. It would have just been another time and another place."

I really want to believe what Tyler is saying but it's hard too. The three of us sit in silence all staring out in space. "So, who were you on the phone with?" Killian asks Tyler.

"My parents." Tyler says quietly, like he wasn't sure if he should tell us or not. "I let them know about Isla, and they're flying here now. Once she's stable enough to be transported, my parents are going to have her move to a better hospital that they work closely with. They already have a room ready and she will be monitored 24/7. My parents will also be a part of her medical team."

"That's good news, right?" Killian says.

"Only if she makes it through the next twenty-four hours." I say as I bury my head into my hands.

"Don't say that." Tyler hisses. "She will make it. It's Isla we're talking about. She wouldn't leave Isabelle and Isaac and she wouldn't leave us. She will make it. She has too." Tyler sighs. "Also, my parents are hiring the best lawyers that money can buy for Isla's case against Chelsea. As my dad put it, by the time they're finished with Chelsea, she'll never see the light of day again."

The three of us wait in silence for our turn to see Isla. Thirty minutes later, Sofia, Nick, and Hayden walk out, meaning we get to see her now. Nick explains the process of what we have to do before we can go inside of Isla's room.

Once we walk through the double doors of the ICU, a nurse shows us to the wash station, and we do exactly as Nick had told us. We then walk over to Isla's room. Unlike Killian and Tyler who are hesitant to walk inside of her room, I'm not. I walk right and pull up a chair to sit beside her.

Seeing her like this reminds me of my mom right before she died. I try to speak but my breath catches in my throat. Tyler walks over to her and gently kisses her hand before excusing himself and leaving the room. I've been sitting here blaming this all on myself and only thinking about myself that I failed to realize he blames himself too. Maybe not for this exactly, but he still hasn't been able to forgive himself for the years of torment that he put her through. Tyler isn't a bad guy, he just got caught up with the wrong people and they manipulated him.

Killian stands next to me just staring at Isla. A few tears start to fall from his eyes as his hands ball into a fist. "Angel, you have to make it. You can't leave us. We need you. Please don't leave us." He leans over and kisses her temple. "I think I should check on Tyler." He says without looking at me. Killian has always had a hard time showing his emotions, but I can see him slowly cracking "Are you going to be okay by yourself?"

"Yeah. I would like a few minutes alone with her, please." I say, unable to take my eyes off of Isla.

Once Killian leaves the room, I grab Isla's hand. As I rub her hand, more and more tears start to fall down my face. "Sunshine, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I never meant for this to happen. You've been the only constant good thing in my life, and I just couldn't bear the thought of you not being mine. It was wrong of me to tell you that you couldn't choose Hayden. I know the two of you make each other happy. It's just since we were little, I had always imagined you being by my side. I pictured us being a couple, getting engaged, our wedding, having kids and growing old together. You've been the only thing I've ever wanted."

The beeping of her heart monitor comforts me, as long as it's beeping. "Isla, if you will just be okay. I'll push aside my feelings and let you and Hayden be happy with each other. He really is a good guy. He's been there for you every time I've let you down. I'm just screwed up in the head, and I didn't mean what I said tonight. I'll always be your friend. We are best friends, and I want you to be happy. You promise not to give up on me. If you don't make it, that means you are giving up on me. Don't give up on me, Isla. Please. Don't give up on me."

It's been over an hour since I walked into Isla's room. I'm not ready to leave her. I love her. I'll love her so much more than she'll ever know. I sit in silence, hearing the soft beeping of her heart machine and the ticking of the clock. My mind wanders off to memories of us. We were always so happy together. Even when the world came crashing down around us, we were always there for each other.

The beeping of her heart on the machine makes me slowly start to drift to sleep. Even in my sleep, she consumes my dreams. My dream isn't much different from real life. She's lying on the bed with all of the wires and tubes connected to her. Her heart machine still beeping.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Then it stops and there is only a flat tone. I try to scream but no sound comes out. Isla is okay. I just need to wake up. I need to wake up. I'm woken up by someone shaking me, trying to rush me out of Isla's room. My head is spinning as I try to figure out what's going on. "Sir, you need to leave now." The nurse says as several people rush into the room. I look at Isla and then her heart monitor. A straight line is going across. Her heart has stopped. Wake up, Luke. I mentally scream to myself. It's a dream. It has to be a dream.

When reality finally sets in, I shove the nurse off of me and run to Isla's side. "Isla, no, no you can't do this. You can't leave me. I need you." I cry, refusing to let go of her hand.

"Call security and get him out of here now!" Another voice yells. Moments later, two men walk in the room and drag me out while I'm kicking and screaming.

Hayden's POV

While Luke is still with Isla, Tyler's parents show up in the hospital. They were lucky enough to be able to take a helicopter from the hospital that they were working at to this one. We are still sitting in the waiting room, listening to Tyler's parents talking about moving Isla to a better hospital once she is stable enough. Then we hear someone screaming and shouting. The double door to the ICU opens up and two men are dragging Luke out while he is kicking and screaming. "Let me go, you fucking bastards!"!" Luke tries to punch one, but Tyler and Killian run to him and restrain him. "Her heart stopped. Her heart fucking stopped!" Luke screams as Killian and Tyler have a hold of him. In shock, they both release him.

Her heart stopped. Anger boils over in me. I run and grab Luke, pulling him up by the collar of his shirt. "You're lying. Quit fucking Lying, Luke!" I scream before releasing him and starting to crumble. "Quick fucking lying." I cry.

Luke looks into my eyes before pulling me into a hug. "I wish I was." He whispers.

When I am finally able to gather myself for a few seconds. Luke and I are still holding on to each other for dear life. Isla means just as much to him as she does to me. Tyler and Sofia are trying to comfort Killian who has finally broken down.

Out of nowhere, there is an ear-piercing scream, before chairs and anything not attached to the floor are being thrown around. "She can't fucking die. I'm going to kill Chelsea. Isla can't leave me. She's my family. She can't fucking die I'll kill everybody if I lose her. Everyone will die a horrible painful death. Everyone will pay for hurting her. She's my fucking sister. She can't die." Nick screams and shouts like an insane person. Tyler's dad instantly tries to restrain him, while Tyler's mom runs into the ICU. None of us can take our eyes off of Nick. Nick continues to fight against Tyler's dad restraint. At one point he's able to free himself and punches Mr. Constable straight in the face. We've never seen him this out of control. The entire lobby is destroyed, and Nick is still fuming with anger, shouting that he's going to go on a killing spree if Isla dies. I know he has anger issues, but this is far worse than I could have ever imagined.

After about five minutes, Tyler's dad is still struggling to restrain Nick. A nurse soon walks out of the ICU with a syringe filled with something in it. When Tyler's dad sees it, he pushes a struggling Nick up against the wall, holding him still so the nurse can stick the needle in his arm. Once the nurse is through, Tyler's dad continues to hold Nick against the wall for about a minute until whatever was in the syringe starts to take effect on Nick.

Tyler's dad releases him as Nick seems to fall asleep. "Tyler, get me that wheelchair." His dad says, holding Nick up. They both gently put him on the wheelchair.

"I'm sorry, that y'all had to see me do that to him, but it was for his own good. We didn't want him hurting himself or someone else." Tyler's dad says. "He'll be okay. I'm going to go check on my wife. She's with Isla." He adds before disappearing behind the double doors of the ICU.

We all stare at each other in shock, not knowing what to do. Sofia seems to be the most upset as she's standing beside a passed-out Nick, looking beyond worried.

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A/N: Merry Christmas Eve or Happy Christmas Eve! I don't know which one sounds better. =) Anyways, because it's Christmas Eve I will be posting a double update! ~KarenJ128~