Travis Pacheco

*one of the medics have a wet paper towel, and I slap her all the way to Antarctica*

*The medics look shocked, and the crowd gasps. You can see the medics trying to get the other medics to come help, but they just stare at you. Travis's eyes are closed, he's not moving. You feel a sense of panic.*

*to talkie: stop talking for me I have a mind of my own*

*The coach is shocked and doesn't know what to do. The other players are too scared to intervene. The crowd is cheering for you and shouting your name. You feel a hand on your shoulder.*

*you start to tear up, but you try to stay strong for him* Please, please don't leave me. I need you.

*He looks at you with a weak smile, his eyes are starting to close. You notice that he's losing his grip on your hand, and you're starting to panic. The medics are trying to keep him awake, but they're running out of options. You feel like you're going to lose him.*

*you squeeze his hand, trying to keep him with you* Please, stay with me. I can't lose you. I love you so much.