Summary- this is a story I started a while ago, lemme know if I should continue it! Laken stood with his friends. Laughing about some joke Ash had made. He stared at Dylan. He's Hair was a soft brown, and His eyes warm. They were brown. But not dark, they were a happy, Very Happy, Brown, warm and shining. Jordan watched his lips. They were a blush, they looked so soft an kissable. "Laken?" He snapped out of his stupor. He shook it off, and looked at him. "I'm sorry what? I zoned out." Dylan gave a light laugh, and smiled before speaking. "I said I need to tell you guys something." Kendyl was standing next to him, her arm on his shoulder. Laken wanted to Walk over and pull it off, replacing it with his own. He looked at Dylan. "What is it?" He asked, not recognising his voice. "I'm leaving." Laken took a step back. "What?" Laken whispered, not sure if he heard him right. "I'm moving, to Kansas, my Mom got a new Job offer, and she is gonna take it." Laken felt his heart shatter. His world was crumbling around him, and despair had began to grab at his heart. He couldn't speak, yet he was able to squeak out four words. "I-I have to go." He turned and ran from the courtyard. His heart was in shreds, and he felt like he couldn't breath. Before Laken realised it, he was back at the place where he had met Dylan. It was at the track. He was hanging out with Ash, Kendyl, Ethan, and one of Ash's friends, Luke. They were messing around, when Ash saw someone she knew, and called him over. She introduced him to Luke, Ethan and him-self. Kendyl already knew him, so she just talked to Luke the entire time. Afterwards, Dylan started to hang out with them more. They all hung out until Luke's last year of high school, when they all had another year to go, and Luke headed off to college. Then Ethan drifted away, and soon it was just the four of them. Now Dylan was leaving. And Laken had slowly fallen for him. Laken hadn't realised it until it was too late. And here Dylan was, unintentionally crushing his heart. Laken felt tears brim his eyes, and he wiped his face, but it was no use. Laken broke down right there in the middle of the football field. He gripped his chest, As his phone started ringing. Laken fumbled with removing it from his pocket, before glancing at the screen 'Ishh'. He had a brief grin at the nickname. He was 'watern'. Laken answered it, wiping his face. "Hello?" He answered. Laken heard her take a deep breath. "Ash?" He asked again. "Hey Laken, I don't know how to say this, but Dylan's in the hospital-" Laken dropped the phone, tears rushing down his face again. Laken tried to pick up the phone, finally managing to do so, he spoke one word. "Where?" Laken waited for her to respond. "North woods hospital, get here soon." Laken hung up the phone, grabbing his book bag, and sprinting towards the hospital. It took him 20 minutes to get there, a few breaks in between. Laken stood outside the hospital, watching the inside for any sign of his friends. He saw Kendyl, and he ran inside. He walked towards the front desk, stopping in front of the nurse, before asking "Which room is Dylan Cole in?" He asked. "Room 316 on floor 5, but-" Laken didn't wait for her to finish, before he was sprinting towards the Elevator, past Kendyl and Ash. He waited impatiently for it to arrive, sprinting out of it when it did. He didn't notice the tears running down his cheeks. Or how he was digging his fingers into his hand so hard that it was drawing blood. Or how badly his hair was messed up. Or did he notice? He didn't know. All he knew was he needed to get to Dylan. He stood outside the door, his body shaking. Suddenly he wasn't so sure of himself. Before he could stop himself he opened the door. With his head down, He stepped into the room. Guilt flooded him, as he looked up. Dylan lay in the hospital bed, his head wrapped in bandages, and his torso was covered with a hospital gown. His eyes had bags under them, and his legs were covered with bruises. His right leg and left arm were covered with a Blue cast. His face was covered with bruises, and a few minor cuts, but nothing major from what he could tell. Laken felt something warm running down his cheek. He gingerly put a finger to it, and wiped it off. He was crying? He couldn't remember the last time he cried. Actually really cried. Maybe it was the day his mother gave birth to his little sister, Milo, and had given her life doing it? Or maybe it was the day his father hit him for the first time? becoming a Drunk after his mother died, wasn't good for Milo. Or maybe it was Milo's first steps, they were towards Laken? those were tears of joy. Or maybe it was the day his father had almost beat him to dead? He still had the scars. Or was it the day that Milo had spoke for the first time? Was it, perhaps, the day His father finally kicked The bucket? Laken was 16 at the time, and milo was Two. The day after was the day Laken got his first Job. Laken wasn't sure. All he was sure of was the five year old at day care right now, and the boy he had called his best friend in front of him. Laken didn't think. He didn't know what to do. As he walked forward, his hand about to touch Dylan's he was ripped away. Security had finally gotten him. He saw they were holding Ash and Kendyl back as well. Ash looked to him, her eyes said she tried, but her mouth screamed at the security to let them go. He knew why they had grabbed him. Only family was allowed in. At least until he was awake. Laken felt the tears begin to stream down his cheeks again. He screamed at them to let him go, and they did. But not until dragging them back to the Lobby. Laken plopped into one of the chairs, and he leaned over, putting his head in his hands. His body shook with sobs as Ash tried to comfort him. "He's my best friend too." Ash said, rubbing Laken's back, as Kendyl sat staring at the wall. Her earbuds were in, and she was sitting straight up in the chair. She had a light blue blouse on with a pair of navy jeans and converse. She was listening to the song 'medicine'. She didn't believe he would live. This was her grieving. Laken watched with curiosity, As Ash's sister walked up. Ash stood and spoke with her a moment. Jordan only caught a few of the words said. They sounded like, 'grieving' 'love' 'car accident' 'my fault'. "Hey sorry about that, she heard about the accident and wanted to make sure I was okay." She said, pointing at her sister, piper. "It's fine. But why wouldn't you be okay?" He asked. "I was in the car with him. The wreck is my fault." She said, tears brimming her eyes. "How is it your fault?" He asked. "I was talking to him, we were arguing about how he could just drop that on us 2 days before he left. We were yelling. He kept looking at me and not the road. And the next thing I know, there is a huge truck barreling towards the drivers side of the car. And we couldn't stop. And he hits the drivers side full force. Dylan didn't have on his seat belt, so when the truck started flipping he took it full force. And I just remember the look of terror in his eyes as we were flipping. I was terrified Laken. I could have lost one of my best friends." She said, a few tears slipping down her face.
