I got into bed, went on my phone even though I had fun with Carlos tonight I still couldn't help but worry about Darren, I don't know if I should go on a date with Carlos because I did say to Darren I would stay back from the twisted souls, and with that I sigh because I really don't know what to do. I really want a friend that could help me out with this kind of thing, since I don't I have to figure it for myself which is totally shit, and I put my phone on charge before rolling over on the bed then fell straight asleep.

I was woken up with my phone beeping, it's a text message which I thought might be from Darren, I woke straight up but then I seen it was Coco, and I decided to leave it for awhile.  I went for a shower before getting dressed, I don't have work today as I was about to walk downstairs I remembered the text from Coco then I opened the message, and my heart broke into a million pieces.

*Text message*

From Coco (Chanel)

"I thought you would like to know while you were out doing fuck knows what with one of the twisted souls, Darren got into a really bad bike accident now he's in a coma...I don't think you will care, we were only being dicks to you because you told us that you wouldn't go near the twisted souls, then there was one at your house the other night there, and Darren was having a hard time coping with some of the club stuff that's why he wasn't wanting to talk to you but then why the fuck would you care. We all know that you're fucking Carlos, you know he's only using you because he knows Darren cares about you that's why we also have trying to be distant from you so that we can protect you from them but instead you are willingly going to them, fuck I need to go, and if you care go to the hospital ICU room 357."

I stood there why is Darren in a coma, wasn't he wearing a helmet they are made to make sure you don't get hurt to serious, and I decided to call a taxi. The taxi driver took me to hospital, when we arrived I paid the taxi driver then walked into the hospital, and I made my way to the ICU before going into room 357 there are a lot of the club members here. Shit they really do care about each other I thought to myself, I noticed that  Xander is looking at me, and I walked up to him.

"How did this happen?" I ask him trying not to cry.

"He was speeding aslo he wasn't wearing his helmet. He slid because he's an idiot then he went for a operation before he slipped into a coma" Xander tells me.

"Darren is going to be okay right?" I say hoping that Xander tells me Darren will be.

"I don't know the doctor said it's serious" Xander says, I could see the tears in his eyes.

I wrap my arms around Xander before hugging him, I feel bad for him as well as the rest of the guys, and I really just wish this was a bad dream so that I will wake up any minute but no it's not going to happen. I feel bad since I was a bitch to them today in the cafe, I sat in the chair outside of Darren's room, and started falling asleep.