I’m a survivor
I’m not gonna give up
I’m not gonna stop
I’m gonna work harder
I’m gonna make it
I will survive
Keep on surviving
Jordan was coming to when Matt and Karissa were taking care of him. This secret room of her’s was totally tricked out with all kinds of medical equipment and other stuff that Matt didn’t have time to notice.
“Jordan? Talk to me, man. Are you all right?”
Jordan’s eyes opened and focused on his best friend, the last thing that he expected him to say came out of his mouth. “Oh my God! Where’s Brandy?!”
Karissa appeared by his side. “Calm down.” She soothed. “Don’t get yourself worked up.”
“No buts.” Karissa said. “I have some things to tell the two of you and I’ll have Matt sedate you again if you don’t calm down.”
“Wait, what happened to me?” Jordan asked, as if noticing for the first time that he was strapped to a hospital bed.
“You got shot.” Matt said flatly.