Chapter Eight

Hospital:

Mate. The word hit Rhett like a mac truck. Did he say it to him? Was he hallucinating? It had to be the lack of oxygen. There was no way he was talking to him. Maybe he was thinking about someone. Rhett tried to justify what just fell out of Aldric's mouth as he rushed to the car. He began panicking as Aldric lost consciousness. He needed to get to the hospital now.

Did you want it to be about us? Hendrix asked.

No, what are you saying? Rhett answered back as he got Aldric in the car.

Listen, I can't handle your commentary right now. Rhett growled at Hendrix.

Waverley was following behind and pulled open the passenger side door for Rhett.

Rhett placed Aldric in the car and rushed over to the driver's side. It didn't take him long to jump in and speed off. He barely left enough time for Waverly to slide into the back seat. Waverly leaned the passenger seat back so she could keep an eye on Aldric.

Rhett had sweat beaded across his forehead. He glanced over at Aldric