Adopted (a Fall Out Boy/Pete Wentz fan fic)

Chapter 105

Brandie's pov 

I couldn't feel anything that was happening to me. Nor could I hear anything, move any part of my body, or open my eyes. Was I dead? Is this was death is? Trapped in a world of black with no feeling what so ever? Soon the remaining senses I had vanished and I was completely enveloped in the dark clutches of what I assume was death. 

After I don't know how long I was able yo see shapes, but I wasn't using my eyes. Quickly I noticed a small ball of white light that gradually got bigger and bigger. 

Suddenly I was in a field on my knees looking up at the solemn face of my dad. 

He sat down and placed his hand on my cheek saying solemnly, "Brandie, why'd you give up?" 

Confusion found it's way onto my face and I asked, "What did I give up on dad?" 

He shook his head sighing, "On life. You're dead honey." 

Tears started pouring down my face as I sobbed, "Dad no! I can't be dead! I need to go to the Olympics one more time! I have a band now and I can't let them down! I need to find someone to fall in love with! I need to find someone who love's me!" 

I covered my face with my hands and my dad hugged me whispering, "You can go back honey. You just need to force yourself to open your eyes. Force yourself to start you heart again. And most importantly of all you need to believe in the people that are around you in that hospital room right now, saying goodbye. If you wait any longer you won't be able to. It's not your time yet. Go. Go back to the people who love you." I nodded and he kissed my forehead. Soon the white and the field faded and I was left in the dark once more. 

I tried to opened my eyes and slowly felt my heart beating. As I opened my eyes fully I found myself staring up at a white light fixture. Carefully I pushed myself up and looked at the people around me. Who were they? Why were they here? Where is here?

Who am I?