Life Saver.

Twelfth Chapter - It all went wrong because I was here.

Fine by Lemon Demon should be played here!
-Jasp<3

Salem's POV...

Wake up. I need to wake up. Hey! Wake up!
...
Salem?
Salem?
...
Salem?
Salem?

I am sitting on the beach. Yet, something doesn't seem right. I go for a walk, and the sidewalk cracks behind me. I keep having to tell myself that everything is going to be fine. But, I already know that something is going to happen. Something will go wrong.

Does everything work out in the end? Maybe. Why don't I just sit back, happy again. I'd have a nice afternoon, a nice life. I could sit back and relax! Really, it's such a lively day today. No one is around except for myself. Will... Will something bad actually happen?

Nothing bad can happen, but... there's still a chance. It will be fine.

I can then see someone running up to me - no, two people run up to me. They are laughing. together.

I walk towards them, and wait for them to get closer. As they come closer, I can see that... It's me! I'm walking now, and I'm with... Simon?

"Haha, now imagine if that had happened to you!" Simon said, laughing.
I laugh back, and stop to hug him.

How? Why is there another one of me?

"Give me a second." I say, and I come up to myself.

"Everything will work out in the end. Just, give it time. Okay?" I say, and I pat my shoulders.

I stare at myself, and realize that it's not another one of me, it is me. I smile at myself, and I slowly start to speak.

"Am I going to be okay?" I ask.
"... I," But I get cut off.
"Salem!" Simon yells.
"You should go with him. It's the best option. You two are meant for each other." I tell myself, and I nod.

"Will we-"
"No more questions. Just go. He's waiting for you. That's actually Simon, you know? He's passed out right now. He's, he's in the hospital with you." And then I disappear.

"Simon?" I say, walking up to him.
"Salem!" He says, and hugs me.

Everything's going to be fine.

Taylor's POV.

Again. They're both in the hospital, again. At least their rooms are beside each-others. I swear those two are tied together. Salem this, Salem that. Then, it's Simon this, Simon that.

I really love them both deeply. I didn't watch Simon beat the shit out of Evie, but I did see him collapse right in front of me. I definitely had an action-packed day. I'm currently walking to go see the two of them, I've been told that they've been placed in the same room, but are technically separated.

Salem won't believe me when I tell her what happened to Evie. She also won't believe me, when I say that she's going to be placed into a mental hospital...

I soon arrive at the hospital the two had been put in, and I check the room numbers.
184 was theirs.
181... 182... 183, 184! I knock, and open the door.

The two of them are sleeping, and it seems as if they're having the same dream.

"Guys?" I ask.
I don't want to wake them up, but I also want to talk to them at the same time.

Simon then holds his head around the same time that Salem shoots herself straight up.
She looks at Simon, then at me.

"Taylor!" She yells, and I run to hug her. She smiles and then frowns .
"I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking straight."
I hug her again before telling her.
"Do you want the good news or the bad news first..." I say.

"Um, good?" She says, wondering what the bad news will be.

"Okay, well, Simon beat the shit out of Evie yesterday, so now she won't bother you or Simon anymore! However..." I say, pausing.

"However what?" She asks.

"... However, you're being... Being placed in a mental hospital." I say, my lip quivering.

She blankly stares at me for what seems like an eternity, and then she holds her face.

Simon then finally snaps awake, and his eyes widen.
"what... did you say?" He asks in a quiet but strong tone.

"She's- Salem is- is going to a mental hospital. Only for 2 months, though!" I say, trying to make it seem like 2 months was a good time to be in a mental hospital for.

"2 MONTHS?!" He yells, and then also covers his face with his hands.

"I'm sorry. It wasn't my decision." I say, breathing in deeply.

"When do I leave?"