Death bed.

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As I opened my eyes ricky was waiting next to me

"what happened" I said looking around and noticing I was hooked up to a lot of monitors.

"well a lot but if your wondering what happened with you, you lost a lot of blood from the cutting, so we called 911 and now your here" That made sense but it's a shame I didn't die, after all I deserved it.

Ricky's face was red and his eyes were puffy and he still was crying.

"what else did I miss?" I said to ricky.

"well while you were upstairs, kian found Connors gun, he felt so bad for what he did that he took the gun and shot himself" ricky said sobbing.

"where is he?!" I said then ricky said that they brought him to the hospital but it was too late, kian was dead.

I cried and cried and cried I wanted to die, I should have been the one who died I should've been the one that took the gun to my head and shot myself. Not kian, kian had fans, he had people who actually loved him. The doctor came in and said

"we can have you out once we unhook you from all the machines sorry about your loss" I cringed when she said the last part. then she said

"well on the bright side you didn't loose the baby" BABY "IM PREGNANT?!" I nearly screamed for the whole hospital to hear

"yes it's only a few days old though she said" so Many things were rushing through my head, like especially if the father was kian or Connor.

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