Hold on a second!They’re shouting!“PREP FOR SURGERY!”“HURRY THE FUCK UP! IF HE DIES, I’M GONNA SLAUGHTER ALL OF YOU!”Who? Who’s going to die?My spine chills, and I follow, watching the scene play out.“WE DON’T HAVE TIME! GET THE DOCTOR OUT HERE NOW!” That’s Derrick’s voice, “NOW!”They stop and drop to the floor, putting the person down.A teenage girl is stood there beside Douglas’s dad, tears in her eyes, “someone do something! He can’t die!” She sobs, “Please?”Ok, seriously, what-I take a step forward and gasp, my stomach heaving when I see the face of my baby daddy on the floor, covered in blood.Douglas is the person they’re screaming about.My Douglas- No, not my Douglas. My son’s Douglas!I can’t help it- I dart forward onto the grass, over to the drama station.“Der?” I tug his arm, “what’s going on?” He turns to look at me, and his face tenses with anger… hate?“Now is so not the time Bethany! Back the fuck off.”The shakiness of his voice has me scared, and I take a
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