When a 14-day dating challenge erupts between skeptical Blossom and her secretly smitten best friend Hunter in the waning days of 1999, their easy friendship is plunged into a maelstrom of teenage angst, unrequited affection, and the terrifying poss...
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~ ~ ~ 1999
Blossom sat unmoving in the passenger seat of Hunter's truck, "O'l Rusty", she stared blankly out the perpetually dirty window and into the faces of their small towns small businesses.
They passed up a particular building, one right by her house that would forever be a staple in her life, the hospital. It's where she was emitted after her assault and where she went into surgery for her head injuries sustained by that night.
She couldn't remember much about that hospital stay in 1996, her brain was so jostled during that time but one thing she could remember was Eli Anderson and his comforting words he had said to her the first time she woke up in that building.
Her darkened blue eyes fluttered open, exhaustion trying to pull them close once more but the sharp beeping noise that went off every so often was too annoying to ignore any longer.
Blossom took a look around the room she was in and it took her unusually long to realize it wasn't hers. The room was painted a bright white with only one blue striped running sideways half up the wall and stretching out the door.
The furniture was mostly non existent, just 2 simple chairs, a small sink, an even smaller box tv, and a screen like poster that had illuminated photos of somebody's skull displayed.
She knew this was a hospital room but couldn't think of how or why she was there, gazing down at the tubes shoved up into her arms and chests frightened her to her core.
That annoying beeping picked up its speed.
Beep.
Where are the nurses?
Beep.
Where are my parents?
Beep. Beep.
How'd I get here?
Beep. Beep.
Am I dead?
Beep. Beep. Beep.
A new sound filled her ears, the sound of a push door hitting its respective door stopper and slowly slinging back to its original position.
Finally, a face she recognized.
Blossom tried to speak but couldn't force any words out. At first she didn't make any sound, like her voice had been stolen from her while she was unconscious but Blossoms persistence prevailed enough to let out a mumbled sort of scream.
Eli Anderson whipped his head around in fright and seeing her staring back didn't calm him back down.
"Shit." Eli mumbles, smoke escaped from his parted lips with the word and he removed the stick like object from his mouth in an instant.
