Katelyn
What happened? There can’t be anything wrong with Wyatt. There just can’t be. He isn’t supposed to get sick.
I ignore the people trying to speak to me as I run past them. Normally, I’m not this rude, but this can’t be happening. I have to get to him. I have to see what is wrong with him.
Mentally, I apologize to everyone as I push through, since I can’t seem to open my mouth. If I do, I’m afraid nothing will come out or only my sobs.
My feet move faster as I see the hospital come into view.
I can’t fight back the tears anymore as they slowly slide down my face. For the first time since I found out Wyatt is in the hospital and is unconscious, my voice finally works. While I try to control the pain, I shout, “WYATT!”
As if I have flipped a switch, everyone who has been walk
