What Is Reality? (Sciles/ O'Brosey) (Shiz Version)

Chapter 1

Dylan POV

Beep...Beep...Beep

Uh, what happened? God my head, seriously, what happened!? This is such a terrible head ache! Also, what is that annoying noise and why does it sound like- is that a heart monitor? If it is that mean I'm in a hospital, but why am I in here?
There was a car coming at me and I didn't have time to move.
"Fûck!" I screamed right before it hit.
BAM!
Oh yea... That's right... I got hit by a car. That must be the reason my whole body hurts. There is definitely a couple broken things I can feel.
"Uh..." That's all I could manage to say. It's like my body is on auto pilot and my brain is trying to wake up after a long nap.
"Stiles!" Da fûck? Is that Tyler? Why did he just call my character's name?
"Posey... Wh-why did you call me that?" I questioned, struggling to open my eyes.
"Stiles, are you okay? Do I need to get mom or a doctor?" Okay, if this is a joke this isn't funny whatsoever. I just woke up and I'm in pain. A WHOLE LOT of pain actually! Maybe I should play along for a minute to get that seen about.
"I don't- I don't get why you-you're joking with this but I guess..." Pause "I'll play along though. Y-yea, go ge-get you mom or the doctor or whatever. I-I'm in a good bit of pain." I could hear him shuffle away and a door close, giving me time to open up my eyes.  It was a slow and painful process but I managed to partial vision going for me. May be blurry but it's better than nothing.
The room looks familiar to me but I can just barely put my finger on it... It'll come to me sooner or later. Now how long does it take Tyler to get a doctor?
Just as I thought that he came rushing in with... Melissa Ponzio? Is this some sick joke? Why is she dressed up like her tv counterpart?
"I'm glad to see you're awake Stiles. Your dad has been worried sick about. He should be here in about a hour." My dad? What is he doing all the way in California?
"Melissa, why is my dad here in LA? Plus why are you calling me Stiles? Is this some sick joke?" They both look to me with a bewildered expression like they no idea what I was talking about. Of course they could pull it off cause they were actor but I still don't believe them.
"Um, One- your dad is the sheriff, Two- we are in Beacon Hills, not LA,Three-Stiles is your name, and Four- this is not a joke. You must have amnesia. Tell me Stiles, do you remember what happened to you?" She questioned, leaning my bed up so I could talk with them. They think I'm crazy, and I'm sure this is a prank, but I need to play along cause I'm sure whatever hidden camera is filming this will have good entertainment on it.
"Well, I was walking out a building and got hit by a car. That's all I know, now stop joking around. I know this is a prank, so quit calling me Stiles and call me by my real name! THIS ISNT REAL!" They jumped back in surprise making me freeze. They weren't acting that time.
"Stiles we are telling the truth, look around you, this is real." I looked around the room and it finally clicked. I've seen this room as a set before. It was for The Beacon Hills hospital, but now it's not a set. HOW THE FÛCK AM I IN BEACON HILLS?! THIS SHOULDN'T BE POSSIBLE! Yet... None of it is fake...This is all real...so I need to act real.
"Oh, um I'm sorry my brain was jammed. I'm better now. Thanks guys." Although nothing is better. I'm in a Tv universe, I can't leave, and I have no idea how I even got here.