At the hospital, Derek burst through the doors, heading straight for Ben’s room. His pulse pounded in his ears as he pushed through the sea of medical staff, his eyes searching for answers in their faces. When he reached the room, the nurse that called him earlier, was waiting outside, looking grave.
"How is he?" Derek asked, his voice tight with fear.
“We’re doing everything we can, but his condition has deteriorated rapidly,” the nurse explained. “He’s in critical condition.”
Derek felt like the ground had been ripped from beneath him. He hadn’t expected this. Ben had been recovering, and now…
He pushed past the Nurse and entered the room. Ben was hooked up to machines, his face pale, his breathing shallow. The sight of his best friend like that shattered whatever control Derek had l
