"Where am I?" Laya thought as she awakens from a deep slumber. She was lying on a bed, food was on a the counter next to her, and she sees a figure she remembers. "Oh shit." She murmurs as she sees Marcy running from another room to be next to her. "Oh goody you're up! Mr.Classton!! Come here! She's up! Mr.Classton!!" Marcy screamed like some kind of crazy person. David walked into the room. "Oh fuck, Bryan's gonna kill me now. You okay Laya? You sure passed out like you were gonna die." "That's because she was, now get out of my way. Young lady, you sure need to explain something. You should have been dead already. I don't know how you lived, but you did. Now, I'm Mr.Classton, the town's doctor. I take care of people who get ill, or near death. Like you my dear. Which happens often." "That's because of Bryan, no good man." Marcy interupted. "Hey! Bryan isn't a bad person, he just is involved with the wrong crowd. He's caring, he's just misjudged. You have no right to judge him like that." Laya said surprising the whole group. "Well." Marcy said shocked. Laya began to get up, "where is she!? I just got the call, is she okay?!" Bryan said running into the building. "I swear if something bad happened to her, i'll kill all of you!" "Oh dear, look who the cat dragged in." David murmured. "Shhh, maybe he'll just go away." Marcy whispered trying to keep her voice down. Mr.Classton pointed behind her and said, "too late for that." Bryan rushed over to Laya's side. "I came as fast as I could. Are you okay? What did Mr.Classton say? Do you need anything?" Question after question, you could see how much Bryan cared for her. The tension in the room lessened. In shun eyed Marcy said, "you feeling okay Bryan?" He had a feeling she talked to Cam. "What happened to her?" He asked looking at Mr.Classton. "She's okay, now. She needs to take some pills to get her strength up, and eat something. You're too small, girl. Anyhow, she'll be resting in that bed for a couple of days, then she'll be moving around like a cat on crack." Mr.Classton explained while smiling. He continuted with a, "maybe we should let you too be alone for awhile. Come on David, you'll fix that damn generator again and Marcy, you can yell at him for doing it wrong in the first place. Let's go." The three of them left the room bitching about little things people don't care for. Bryan looked at Laya, with the most concerning eyes. "Now you tell me, are you okay?" "I need some rest, that's all. Just a couple of hours of sleep." She said with a grin. "Do you want me to stay here with you? I wanna make sure you're okay." He said as he held one of her hands in both of his. "You can stay if you like to." Laya says as she rests her head back and lies down, peacefully on the hostipal bed. She slowly falls to sleeps, bryan smiles and slowly gets up. He places a soft kiss on her forehead, and begins to walk away. "Bryan, can you stay here with me?" Laya said opening her eyes. Bryan smiles, "gladly." "Thanks." Laya rest her head back onto the pillow, falling asleep. Bryan smiles at her as she's trying to sleep. He watches her breathing, as her chest rising and falling as she sleeps. Bryan sat near her, shaking his leg in anger. "How did I get you into this? You were so innonect."He said looking away from her. "See, if I was her I'd just die." A voice called out. Bryan stands up kicking the chair back. "Shut up! You don't know anything!" Cam stepped out into view. "Get out of here, if she sees you she'll start asking questions." "What's wrong with asking questions? Wait I know, you're scared of the answers. Ha face it, you're a monster. Saving onen girl from dying isn't going to change anything." She says walking toward him. "She'll still get the nightmares, and the trust issues. She'll never be the same, just kill her already." She continuted pressing her hand on his chest. Bryan tensed at the touch of her hand, then lets out a sigh. "You don't get it Cam, and you never will. It's not about her, it's about the fact you think killing anyone is okay. I can't live like this anymore. Neither should you." Bryan said talking her hand off of him, and pushing it toward her. "Maybe if you just got a wake up call? You'll see how fun it is." Cam said eyeing toward Laya in her slumber. She starts to walk toward Laya's bed, hovering over her sleeping body. Bryan stood behind her, examining every movement. You could hear Bryan's heavy breathing. In then out, you could tell how nervous he was. Cam moved her hand through Laya's hair. Stroking her hair as she slept, unknowing how much danger she was in. Cam looked back at Bryan, "she has such beautiful hair. It'd be a shame if she losted it all." In a split second, Cam pulled out a weapon she had been hiding and trailed it along Laya's face.
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