Recalling events

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THAT NIGHT
BRENDON POV
I can't fall asleep. I lay on the bed, watching tv and eventually I grow bored again.

I decide to scroll through social media on my phone.
Then decided to post something on my Instagram account.

Liked by Urietastic and 1,065 othersBrendonurie: sup guys? I'm bored 😐

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Liked by Urietastic and 1,065 others
Brendonurie: sup guys? I'm bored 😐

@brendonsforehead: HE'S ALIVE, I REPEAT ALIVE
@Mikeyway: Bout time, you say something buddy!
@petewentz: pick up your phone, I'm gonna call you.
@highhopers replied to @petewentz: ooo Brendon you're in trouble.

A few moment later my phone starts to ring. I look at the screen assuming it's Pete calling but the caller ID says Peter Pan.

"Hello?" I say picking up the phone.

"Seriously it is you. Gosh Brendon it's so good to hear your voice" I hear Pete say rapidly.

"How are you buddy?" He asks me.

"I'm okay, I can't sleep though, but Peter Pan will you take me away into your neverland?" I ask him.

"What, did I hear that correctly? Did you just call me Peter Pan?" Pete questions.

"Yea, apparently that's what my caller ID says" I say laughing.

"Ughh Emmmy" he says.

"How long have you've been awake?" Pete asks me.

"Since this morning" I tell him.

"Well I just wanted to see if it was Emmy playing tricks or if it was actually you" he tells me.

"The one and only" I tell him. We both say our goodbye and hang up.

I lay still on my bed, nothing else to do. I start to stare at the ceiling. After about 30 minutes I hear a mumble and someone tossing and turning outside my room. Then all of a sudden I hear screaming.

""No!! No! B!! BRENDON! Come back! Stay with me please. It's not your time yet! I'm not gonna go anywhere, I'll never leave you alone again. Please just come back! I love you!" I hear Emmy scream. I push myself up the bed and onto the wheelchair as I try to wheel to her as fast as I can.

I follow to her voice and she's on the couch, still asleep. I need to get lower to her because I'm too high on the chair. So I started slowly scooting myself off the chair and onto the floor. I move the chair out of the way and drag my body closer to her.

As I'm close enough, I lay my hand on her back and rub it up and down. Until she finally calms down. I see the tears running down her face.

I start to shush her back to sleep as I wipe away her tears.

EMMY POV

I start to recall events, I start to freak out. It feels so surreal. I feel myself thrashing around.

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