Chapter 23 - It's Okay

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Mia woke up the next morning to the sounds of beeping. Her eyes fluttered open and she immediately noticed that she wasn't in hers or Harry's room.

The walls were plain white and there were a lot of gadgets around the room. Mia looked from the room to her arm and saw there was a tube stuck there. The tube led to a monitor behind her.

"You're awake." It was a deep British voice that came from the door. A boy with curly hair and a plain white t-shirt stood there, with a concerned look on his face.

For a moment Mia couldn't remember anything, she just went blank. But then it all came back, from the first time she met Anne to the time she got her wisdom teeth removed, to Fae - ...

Fae? The last thing Mia could remember was escaping Fae after she slightly wounded her with a knife. She ran to her room, looking for a defense weapon of some sort, but Fae came in.

Fae had a frying pan in her hand as she walked towards Mia, and before Mia could do anything Fae knocked her out unconscious.

After that Mia was sent into darkness, her head pounding, unsure of what had just happened. She couldn't move, her body ached, ached for Harry.

The faint noises coming from the heel on the bottom of a pair of shoes was all she could hear, followed by the bedroom door hitting the latch.

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"Harry?" Was all that came out of Mia's mouth.

The face of concern slowly disappeared and a smile replaced the look on Harry face, as he walked up to Mia.

"I came home last night to the other edition of Paranormal Activities. I swear I thought Fae was going to kill one of us," Harry said.

Mia let a soft chuckle escape from her lips. "Gosh, she's crazy. Now I know why you trembled in fear every time she was around."

"Why was she in your apartment anyway?" Harry questioned.

Mia shrugged – or at least tried to – but instead felt a very sharp pain in the back of her body causing her to shift uncomfortably.

"Are you okay?" Harry questioned, as the concern found it's way back onto his expression.

Mia shook her head. "No, but I promise that I'll survive."

There was a long silence that drifted into the air, but then the door opening and shutting closed cleared it.

Zayn walked in, a smile spread across his face. You could feel his glow wherever you were standing. "Mia," He said. "You're alive".

Mia chuckled. "Well, I don't think it'd be fair to anybody if I died."

Harry stepped towards Mia and then took a seat on the edge of the bed. He then took her hand and stared at her. She stared back, feeling completely comfortable in the moment.

Both of them forgetting Zayn was in the room, until he made his presence known by clearing his throat. "I guess I'll see you later then. Bye," He said and then exited the room.

Mia and Harry laughed lightly to themselves, and when they stopped Mia asked, "So, where is Fae? Don't tell me you killed her."

Harry chuckled. "Well, not exactly killed..."

Mia rolled her eyes playfully and then hit his arm lightly with her hand. "What really happened to her Harry?"

"I called the cops when I found her with your unconscious body. She thought the phone call was fake and begged for my forgiveness, telling me I shouldn't really call the cops. They showed up a while later and took her. Afterwards a cop told me that they knew her from previous incidents.

Mia became surprised. Thinking of Fae being in jail before... Well then again, that does sound more like her than a sweet innocent girl with a fat heart.

"She killed – well more like pushed – her sister's ex-boyfriend off a cliff because he used to abuse her. Then afterwards when she was also in a relationship, she started acting all crazy and injured the guy pretty badly. So instead of locking her up in prison again they sent her to rehab."

Mia laughed at the thought of Fae in a rehab facility. It amused her that Fae was crazier than she thought. If you really look at Fae, you'll see a girl with no emotion, who is always quiet. But maybe even the quietist of people can sometimes turn out to be the craziest.

"Well, I honestly hope you will be able to get out of this bed soon. The Disneyland tickets are going to expire soon, and I don't want you missing out on the one true thing you really wanted," Harry said.

Mia let out a small laugh. "Well, I would hate for that to go to waste. So why don't you talk to my doctor?"

Harry stood up and nodded. With a smile on his face, he walked out of the room and went to look for Mia's doctor.

As Harry stepped out of the door, she looked at the room surrounding her, plain white walls, an old box TV and some cards and gifts from visitors.

She looked at the balloon Harry had brought her, boy was she lucky. Lucky to have him in her life, lucky to have a brother she could call a best friend, lucky to even be alive.

In the moments before she was left unconscious she could only imagine what her life would be like if she hadn't met Anne that day.

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