stalkers and death beds

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This chapter is back in Baileys pov

I stayed in the hospital for a little over a week after waking up. I must've been in a coma for awhile before waking up. Today is the day I get to go home. My nurse came in and got me ready to go. I still have my cast on and the migrain.
        I looked around to make sure I had everything before leaving. They never found the person who hit me. All we have is a smudge of gray paint from the impact.
    "Bailey!" I heard my name in a high pitched scream and turn to see my mom barraling towards me. She stops a few feet on front of me so she doesn't knock me over and gives me a big bear hug.
     Behind her I see my dad. I thought it was strange to see him but was busy trying to calm down mom. After he became a successful business man I thought he had stopped caring.
        "Are we gonna go now?" I asked," I'm really ready to leave the hospital."
        "Of course honey," she told me holding on to my shoulder. She took some of my bags and we went to the check-out area. While my mom was signing papers I say down in the waiting area.
         Across from where I was sitting a young man about my age was staring at me. I give him a small smile and continue looking around. I feel eyes watching me and find him still starting at me. His eyes are a vibrant green. They felt like they were piercing my skin. I felt uncomfortable but I didn't know what to do.
I felt trapped. I looked around again but this time it was for something to use to escape. Just as I was getting ready to make a run for the bathroom my mom appeared. I released a breath I didn't know I was holding.
        "Let's go Bailey," she said. I stood up and walked away as fast as I could without letting my mom know I was freaking out. I didn't want to tell her because I would hopefully never see him again.
        As soon as we got home I went upstairs. I walked in my room and something didn't feel right. Someone had been here. I thought of the boy with green eyes. It couldn't have been him I told myself. He doesn't even know you so how would he know where you live. You're just overreacting.
         Coming to the conclusion it was my parents I started unpacking my bags. By the time I finished I was so tired I could barely keep my eyes open. I went downstairs to tell my parents I was going to take a nap. They were already sleeping on the couch so I quietly went back upstairs and went to sleep.
         I woke up to a bunch of sirens and someone shaking me. I pushed them away and rolled over. They keep shaking me. I keep hearing my name but I am to tired to reply. Finally they pulled me on to the floor.
           "What was that for?" I yell feeling more angry then tired.
        "Bailey you are under arrest for the murder of Ella and Ray Walters." Says a police officer while attempting to put handcuffs in me. I start kicking and trying to roll away.
         "I didn't kill them. They are downstairs. I promise. They aren't dead. They can't be. Please you have to believe me."
         "Knock her out." I hear the order given but I keep fighting. I hear him tell them to use a certain kind of anesthesia but I still don't stop moving. The officer tries to calm me down one last time. It doesn't work. Suddenly everything goes black.

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Well...that happened. Sorry I haven't updated in a while I've been busy and I had really bad writers block but I'm good now.

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