61... Everything Changes

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"She's loosing a bit of blood, Dr."
"Quick grab the scissors"
"Fill the hole back up"
"Come on, Sammy. We're doing the best we can so you have to fight too"
"Heart rate speeding. We're loosing her"
"Come on, Sam. Think of Conor."
"Heart rate regulating"
"That's my girl"
"Sow up the wound"
"You did great, Samantha. You will be able to see Conor soon"

•••

I wake up in a hospital bed with my parents, Conor, Jack and a doctor staring at me.
"Babe, what's happened?" I ask.
"You don't remember?" Conor asks. "No." I say. "Basically to wrap everything up, all us were at the park playing football when Jack kicked the ball out into the street. You went to grab it and a car hit you. You cracked your head open and fractured a rib and your right hip but will make a full recovery." Conor tells me. I start to get confused.
I look outside and notice I'm in gloomy old Brighton then shifting my eyes to my arms.
No scars from the kidnapping. I look down my hospital gown. No scar from the bullet.
"Wait, how old am I?" I look dead into my mothers eyes. "18. Your birthday was 3 days ago. Remember Conor got you a promise ring? Sam what's going on?" My mom asks.

Oh my fucking god. I just dreamed my next 5 years of my life.
"Everyone get out besides Conor please." I demand. They actually followed my instructions.

Conor sits on the end of my hospital bed and holds my hand. "Baby girl, what's going on?" He asks.
"I need you to answer these questions with a yes or no." I stare into his eyes. He nods.

"Did we move to London?"
"No"
"Did we get married?"
"No. Baby girl I'm scared."
"Conor just answer. Did Jacob kidnap me and shoot me at Joe's apartment on Halloween?"
"No..., honey, baby girl I'm terrified what's going on?!"
"Did we graduate?"
"No. That's in a half year. We're 18. Today is November 31st, 2010." Conor gets a worried look and his voice cracks.
"I need you to tell me everything from the past year."

•••
Everything has happened except from the point of all of us graduating. We do that in June. It's November.

•••

I explained everything to everyone once I got back into my bedroom. The doctor said I was in a coma so I most likely imagined everything. But why?

Hey guys it's the writer. I don't know if you like this plot twist or not? Comment if you do or don't. I can always just delete this chapter and start from where I left off.

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