"He's in I.C Maria!" Kelly cried out as soon as her friend came into sight, "I don't want to lose him."
Maria engulfed her in a tight hug and let her sob while patting her head in a soothing manner.
"He's a d**k and all," she hiccupped, titling her head back to stare at her with her bloodshot eyes, "but at the end of the day he's still my twin."
"I know honey. I know," she smiled reassuringly at her, trying to convey her sympathy to her.
Tyler had gotten into a fight after a wild night of partying and alcohol. He had been stabbed in the abdomen twice and suffered an important blood loss as one of the wounds was pretty deep. As a result, he was now fighting for survival whereas his family was inconsolable, clinging desperately to the tiniest bit of hope.
Kelly was still crying on Maria
