"Mr.Dallas, Kylie is in a severe coma" the words spilled out of the nurses mouth, but I tried not to hear.

I was hoping I was in a dream, waiting to wake up from this nightmare. But this is reality.

I turned my head looking at the guys, knowing they heard by the exspressions on their faces.

"Because of her age and how it happened, it would be a miracle if she survived." said the nurse

"Can I atleast see her?" I asked

"Of course" and I followed her to Kylies room.

I opened the door and Kylies small fragile lifeless body layed on the hostpital bed.

When the nurse left, tears started rolling down my cheeks as if they were racing.

I walked over to her bed and knealed down.

"Through all the bad times and the good times. I can't let you go know." I whispered

"You are the best thing that ever happend to me. I can't let this happen."

"You saw me almost die, now I am seeing you"

I heard the door slightly creek. I turned around and the boys came up to me patting my back.

"I let her down." I sighed

"No you didn't Cam." said Nash coming over to me. "We couldn't of helped this."

"YES WE  COULD " I yelled

"dude, calm down" Said Matt

"How am I suppose to calm down, while my daughter is DIEING?!"

"Just sit down" Said Nash pulling me to a chair.

"I don't wanna sit" I said refusing, pacing around the room.

Taylor's POV

  Everyone was home now. Cam wan't to go back, but we wouldn't let him and told him he had to sleep.

Yes I am sad, but I am holding in my tears for when I am alone. But I am not acting  happy, how could someone.

I remeber pulling pranks on the boys with her.

But she hasn't passed yet. There is still hope. Hope.

A/N PLEASE READ

Hey, sorry this was late, I was going to update it earlier, but I didn't know what to do for this chapter and it kept earasing, so I had rewrite this like 100 times. And it didn't let me publish it for some reason. Anyway I don't know if I should have Kylie wake up or die. PLEASE I NEED YOUR HELP WITH THIS! PLEASE COMMENT WHAT YOU THINK.

But till then BYE!