I woke up to the sound of heart monitors beeping and the smell of the hospital. I ask myself 'what happened?' I wasn't sick or anything that I knew of.
"You guys shes waking up, come over" I hear Dan say in the background, only seeing a blurred outline of his face and body shape.
"(Y/N), you up?" Dan asked me coming closer to the hospital bed I was currently laying in.
"Dan, what happened to me?" I asked reaching out for his hand.
"It seems you just passed out, but we can't be sure until all the lab tests come back." he said holding his hand in mine and kissing it.
I just don't understand, I was perfectly fine, no troubles. I wasn't starving myself or doing drugs. But I could've passed out because I haven't had much sleep the past couple of days. I've kept on having the same nightmare over and over again. It alway starts out with me in a graveyard, along with deceased family members. I walk around and I can see from each ghost exactly how they passed. Whenever I looked at my hands I had slits all over and drops of water just resting on my wrist. At this point I always woke up, but why was I having this dreams of me committing suicide every night? I can't figure that out.
I fell asleep after those deep thoughts in the hospital bed, and had that same dream, only Dan was there too..
A/N
IVE RETURNED FROM THE WAR YOU GUYS!!!! I know this chapter was out of the regular storyline but I really wanted to see where my head went and what I can do with this story from here on out!
-Lauren :)
