"Rhylee." I hear Sabrina say. "Come on, wake up."
I'm having trouble breathing, I'm extremely sore everywhere, and I have a killer headache. I try to open my eyes a little, but even that hurts.
"Squeeze my hand if you can hear me."
I squeeze Sabrina's hand twice.
"Okay, good. Can you try to open your eyes?"
I try again, and this time, they open, even though it's painful.
"Christian's in his room passed out. I was making a lot of noise in his room to make sure he was sleeping, and he slept through it all. If we hurry, we'll make it out okay." She tells me.
Knowing that I'll be home soon gives me some strength to stand up, with Sabrina's help. As soon as I'm standing, a sharp pain goes through my calf and ankle.
She helps me up the stairs and outside into the car. She gets into the drivers seat and backs out of the driveway and drives away.
"I need to call someone, but I don't know who to call."
"911." I manage to say.
She grabs her phone and dials 911. She explains to them that she helped me escape, but that I need to go to the emergency room immediately.
"They told me to pull over and they'll send an ambulance." Sabrina says.
I start having trouble breathing again and things start to go black.
"Okay Rhylee, stay with me. Only a couple more minutes and you'll be taken care of."
That's the last thing I remember her saying before I lose consciousness.
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Life as a Lynch
FanfictionRhylee's 16 years old and is trying to live her life as "normal" as possible. She wants to make a name for herself, not just be known as Ross Lynch's daughter. *I suggest reading 'Age is Overrated', 'I've Got Everything to Lose', and 'Stay With Me'...