Please Don't Take This Out On Me

"What happened?" I bit my lip in alarm as the whirring of sirens got closer and closer to us. Mikey and I were standing outside in the cold and shivering as a group of people gathered in a circle and were murmering quietly. "I don't know... Mrs Skylalt just kinda collapsed or something. And someone called 911!"
A large abulance came speeding up towards the driveway and a couple people screamed. Two women jumped out of the truck and grabbed a large wheely thing out of the back. They put Mrs Skybalt onto it and put an oxygen mask over her face before rushing her into the back of the ambulance.
"I think she's dead!" Mikey said with glee and I hit his shoulder. "Dude cut it out you look super happy." Truth be told, I was excited to have her not be at the foster house. Of course I didn't want her dead, but I didn't want her here, that's for sure.
I caught sight of Gerard's flaming red hair in the crowd of people, and longed to go talk to him. But then Mikey would get all suspicious and blah blah blah.
"Man I'm starving!" Mikey said. "I wonder what's for lunch." I blinked at him. "Mikes... Is food all you care about?" "Yes."
Mikey grinned and poked my shoulder. "It's probably all you care about too. Especially since your favorite food is cow tongue."
We both grinned and I shook my head at Mikey. For a skinny kid, he sure ate a lot and somehow managed to never gain weight. But this time his priorities were not set straight.
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One hour later when we were still outside (minus Ms Skybalt who was at the hospital,) Gerard's cell phone rang and we all turned towards the high pitched noise. He whipped it out in one smooth motion and lifted it to his ear. "Hello?"
Gerard listened to whoever was talking on the other side with a frown on his face before saying "I see..." and then hanging up. "Guys... she's dead."

Notes

i am Mikey tbh. . ..
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