Psycho For Red

Chapter 5

"This boy is the most unlucky soul" i hear the Sheriff say as I wake up, Peeking my eyes open to bright light in a white room.

I was in the hospital.

I groan as I pull myself up.

"Not yet Alex!" I hear Dewey scold me but I stay as I am.

"What...happened?" I ask, my mind felt foggy.

"I am so sorry Alex!" I frown at him, before I start to remember things, I went to Casey's for our weekly movie night and...she's gone...

I feel tears fill my eyes as Dewey hugs me

"We have some more grave news I'm afraid.." I look up at him with blurry eyes

What else could have happened?!

"What?" I ask.

"We found your father..." He trails off as my eyes widen.

I had forgotten about my dad "is he here?" I ask him, as much as I had hated him for cheating on mum, I could really use a hug from him

"I'm sorry son, your father was found dead, he had hung himself" i feel myself grow cold.

"Oh" is all I managed to say as i tuck my hands under the white covers.

I felt so....cold.

"They're...all...gone.." I whisper and I notice Sheriff Burke had left the room.

"I am really sorry Alex" Dewey gives my shoulder a squeeze, making me hiss as a sudden pain rocks through it.

"Oh shit, I forgot they had to relocate your shoulder!" He confesses and looks at me apologetically.

"Sorry...Dewey, please...I need some time..." I take a deep breath in as I look down, I felt horrible!

"Of course!" He rushes to the door, taking one last look at me before exoting the room.

I was alone in this fucked up world again.

I had hopes for the future...not anymore!

Casey...she was gone.

Steve too!

My mum...

My dad was gone forever..

I close my eyes as I curl up on my left side, I need to cry, If I didnt i would burst.

I needed to scream and shout too but I doubted that would be a good idea in a hospital.

I feel the pillow getting soaked under my head.

Was I cursed?

Everyone I love ends up dying.

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"You're free to go Mr Prescott" the Doctor tells me as I sit on the edge of the bed.

I hadn't received many injuries, just a minor concussion and a few smaller cuts from when I ran over the broken glass and of course the dislocated shoulder.

I had kind of blocked my emotions out, so I wouldn't completely break down and I wasn't sure if that was a good or a bad thing, but it made me feel better so I really couldn't care

"Come on, son, I'll drive you home" the Sheriff offers.

"Okay, Sir" I nod and follow him down the many corridors, noticing nurses looking at me like I was a circus freak.

I stop when I see the teary faces of Mr and Mrs Becker.

Mrs Becker sees me, running to me and causing me to wrap my arms around her as she shoves her tiny body into my arms.