Chapter 1

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Keaton stared at the snow white ceiling and absent mindedly picked at the plaster on his wall. He was bored. Very bored.

His door creaked open and Keaton felt the bed sink as the person sat down on the bed. He glanced up at Drew and his eyes asked the question his mouth would not.

"He's not getting any better." Drew answered the silent question.

Wes had been sick with a strange virus for 2 weeks now and he was still showing no signs of getting better. "I think we might have to take him to the hospital"

"Well what are we waiting for?"

It took alot of effort to get Wes to the car but they managed it. The whole way there all Keaton could hear was the groans of his older brother. He had never seen his brother so sick and to be honest he was scared

Scared that Wesley was going to die.

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