Dreams Come True

Goodbye... - Chapter 9

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     Phil stopped and we just looked towards Dan's room in silence. He was gone. Forever. I didn't want to believe it. So.... I didn't. Phil sobbed as I stood there, hoping this wasn't it. I had already lost 2 parents, I can't loose another. I hoped this was all a dream, a horrible dream. I blinked away my tears and walked off. I want to wake up... just wake up.

Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!  I was screaming in my mind, like I was an animal trapped in a cage just wanting to be set free. But this time, I'm free, I'm safe. I just hope Phil never leaves me.

     I was dragged out of my thoughts by Phil hugging me, crying. I hugged him back and was still not believing what just happened. I back away from him and walked into Dans room, going up to him. Doctors told me to leave and stay with Phil but I stayed put. I needed to know if this was a dream, a nightmare. The only thing I thought of was a pulse. That I hoped he had. But didn't.
    
     This is real. Not a dream. It took me a while to realize, but once I did I still didn't cry. The doctors turned off the machines and laid a sheet on Dan. I have one parent left, how much time before Phil leaves me too? I hoped never. I could slowly feel the sadness, anger even, creep up on me. With my life as horrible as it has been, why do I need to go through more pain? To be stronger? No, to be tortured, maybe? I left the room, and then the hospital. I didn't know where to go so I just walked. Walked for what felt like an eternity.
     Eventually I made my way home. If that was even home anymore, it would be different now. Police were still there but a lot less. I made my way in and pushed forward to my room. (TRIGGER WARNING) (SELF HARM SECTION)(SKIP THIS UNTIL THE NEXT BOLD WORDS IF YOU CAN GET TRIGGERED) I grabbed my phone and headphones and played blasted S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W by My Chemical Romance. Then, I hesitated yet still grabbed my pocket knife and went into the bathroom. I closed the door and locked it. I finally cried because of Dan. But, I opened the pocket knife and began to cut my thighs and stomach. It was somehow calming, soothing, to have a blade slice your skin and watch the blood flow downward. I felt better, only a little. Cutting, it was a remedy for sadness of some sort. A bad remedy, yet still one. Someone knocked on the door, I threw the bloody knife in trash and covered my leg.
"WHAT?!" I yelled nervously
"Uh, what are doing?" An unknown voice asked
"Well, I'm going to the bathroom. You know, in the bathroom" I said in a smart ass tone.

"Um, *laugh* Okay. Ill leave ya to it." The woman's voice replied.

"Yeah, thanks."

      I picked up the knife and cleaned it off after cleaning my leg with some disinfectant. After cleaning up I hid my cuts and went to my room attempting to avoid all the people. I put my headphones in and blasted them dangerously loud, In The End by Black Veil Brides played. I sobbed my eyes out whilst tapping my foot to the beat. I tried so hard to focus on the beat and block out all thoughts, I felt someone put their hand on my shoulder. It frightened me and shot up. Alex. He pulled me into a hug and forced me there. It sort of felt like my broken pieces were pulled a little closer. My tears made his shoulder slightly damp. I assumed Phil had told him what happened. Alex pulled slowly and held my hand. It felt... right. I wasn't sure how to explain it. He looked up at me with remorseful eyes, I looked back at him and felt something weird. He leaned in and we bumped noses. We pulled away laughing and blushing,

"Sorry about that..." Alex apologized while blushing

"It's okay." 

     He leaned in again smiling and kissed me, I closed my eyes smiled. We pulled away and smiled. We fell back on my bed and starting talking.

A/N: HI YES HELLO NICE TO SEE YOU! I hope you liked this chapter! Oh by the way you should go check out Im_Galaxy_ and maybe read her books 'cause she's a really cool human. -K