May’s POV I wondered what was happening in there, and I just couldn’t stand still. I started to pace the floor of the hall, ignoring everyone because right now, they didn’t matter. Ellen and Bradley were still asking Brent some questions, probably wanting to know what happened and how it happened, and honest to God, I would like to know how it happened too. As soon as I left with the ambulance, Emily called me to tell me she was right behind me, and that Brent was with the cops. For some reason, no one could actually say what had happened perfectly or saw who did it. All they saw was blood and that was all. I noticed someone passed by him and the smile on his face had flattened, but I had been too focused on him to see who it was. All I knew was the man was wearing a black shirt, and a black… I couldn’t even be so sure. I hit my head with my palm, and groaned. “May, none of this is your fault.” Brent finally spoke for the first time to me, and I turned to look at him. He and Asher’

May’s POVBrent squeezed my hand reassuringly. “You’re not leaving him, May. You’re just taking care of yourself for his sake. Trust me, he’ll understand if he wakes up and you’re not here, and that’s a big if.” He said.Okay, so he wanted me to leave, but he just had to tell me he would understand if he were to wake up. Well, I didn’t think so. The big if didn’t lie in if he were to wake up, not at all, it lied in whether or not he would understand like he had said he would.Because, I won’t understand that sort of thing, if I were to be in his place right now and I woke up to find him gone, not beside me, I didn’t think I would ever understand.With a sigh, I said. “How about you go home instead, see how that would be good.”He looked at me as if I had lost my head then he shook his own head and said. “Fine then, I won’t talk about it anymore.” He raised his hands in a surrendering gesture.After that, we both sat there in silence, looking at anywhere but ourselves.As we sat there

May’s POVI was still thinking about it at the background of my mind, something I had seen that I didn’t think much more of before, or that I could remember now.“You should go home, baby!” I heard Asher say and I rolled my eyes as I looked at her.I was the only one that was left here. His parents and best friend had just left a while ago, and Emily said she would be coming soon. But I wasn’t going to leave Asher alone just because he said so.“I’m not going anywhere, Ash. Stop trying to run me off.” I said, rolling my eyes at him as I sat down beside him. I had been sitting on the small chair pushed up against the wall before, but now I was sitting next to him.“You look all tired, and worn out. You can’t wear yourself out because of me, baby.” He said and I beat his arm playfully.Baby, huh? Again with the baby card, are we? He had been calling me that since that first time I called him that. I had been so blinded by my emotions that I hadn’t put a pause to my mouth when I called h

May’s POVAfter we saw the footage, we saw the man that was dragged out, but we couldn’t see his face properly. We also saw that he sneaked in later because he was at the party.It was either that, or there was a man with the same build and the same clothes on him. The only thing was, he was still not showing his face. It was as if he was evading the camera on purpose, as if there was a way for him to tell somehow where the cameras were beforehand.I sighed as I looked at Brent, then I glanced down at the wristwatch I was wearing. It was almost time to head back to the hospital so I wouldn’t be late.“Maybe we should come back to this later, Brent. I have to go to the hospital now.” I said and Brent nodded. We were supposed to go together, but he said he needed to get to Asher’s office to put something in place.Brent nodded in understanding, his expression reflecting the same sense of urgency that I felt. "You're right. We've hit a dead end for now, but we'll pick up where we left of

May’s POVAs soon as I walked into the hospital room, my mood had changed from good to sour in less than a second, but I had been trying to hide it, in my response, in how I look at him.Yeah, I was talking about my boss, Gary.The thing was, I and Brent had been working tirelessly to both find out why he smiled that night, to know whose invite that man had used in coming into the party, and to look into Gary.He had called me, Brent I mean, just as I was having a late lunch with Ellen, to tell me what he had found out. I had had to excuse myself to go to the bathroom to listen to what he had to say.Brent had them told me what he found out. “I found the invite, May. I must have kept it in my car at some point. I checked it out as soon as I saw it, and I realized it was for Gary Keith.” He had told me, and for a while, my mouth had dropped open in surprise, not believing my ears one bit.What was going on? Why would Gary give someone his invite if he didn’t have an ulterior motive? Wh