Trust (A Nash Grier Fanfiction)

Chapter 23

Almost Every Detail Needed To Know

"I was in a coma?" I ask, still being confused.

"Yeah. We all acted like you weren't though. For your safety." Shawn replies.

"How could you not tell me that?! How would that be 'safe' for me?!" I start to draw the attention of a few nurses and doctors standing outside the room from yelling.

"Just calm down. Can we just talk about this later?" Shawn slightly whispers as he glances outside.

I hear a nurse command, "Get Dr. Franklin. His patient is upset."

"No Shawn. We're talking about this now. I need to know. You're going to tell me sometime. Just get it over with and tell me now." My voice is stern, but not too loud.

"Skylar, how are you doing?" Dr. Franklin walks in the door.

I look down at my lap and cross my arms, "Fine. Can I have a moment with my brother?"

"Actually, I think it's best that he leaves for now. You shouldn't have any more visitors for today." Dr. Franklin responds.

I roll my eyes, but don't say anything. Shawn walks out the door. Why do I even have to be in this hospital? They haven't even found out if anything is wrong with me yet. I've barely had any time to go on a simple date with Nash, I can't spend time with my brother before he goes on tour, and I can't see my best friends. I hate being imprisoned in this room. I can't get up, go out to eat, and now I can't even have visitors. About the only things I can do are watch tv, talk, and breath.

As Shawn is out of the room, Dr. Franklin follows close behind, then backtracks just as he's about to walk out the door. He turns around, "You should really stay calm. You could have a relapse if you get too out of control." Dr. Franklin commands.

"What do you mean? A relapse of what?" I wonder. Could this have had anything to do with me being in a coma like Shawn was talking about?

"You...don't know?" Dr. Franklin extends 'you' like I should know what he's talking about.

"Um...no. Should I?" I am eager, still wanting to know if this has anything to do with my coma.

"You should. I had the other doctor treating you explain everything to you and your friends filled you in on anything else." Dr. Franklin states.

"I don't recall any of that," I start to get very nervous. What if I had a relapse before of memory loss or something? I could have been told everything and then just not remember now.

"Would you like me to explain it now, or would you like your brother or one of your close friends to tell you later?" Dr. Franklin gives me options.

"I'll just wait for my friends," I reply. "How much longer until I can leave this place?"

"I'm not quite sure. To tell the truth I have been keeping some vital information from you. You might be losing your memory, all of it, slowly. You're at a very vulnerable stage at the moment. You've suffered through too much and it's affecting your memory. Any kind of strong reactions you have to anything can make you lose a part of your memory that relates to that. Even forgetting a person entirely. That is why you have been cut off from all resources from outside here. Starting now, the rules here will be very strict. You may have no visitors, no calls, no internet, no connection to anything outside your hospital. You will also be taken to a separate hospital far away from here. There, you will be treated for this." Dr. Franklin explains almost every detail I need to know.

"What?! You can't just do this to me!" I react with a loud, demanding voice. I guess my friends can't tell me what happened now.

"Actually, I can. As a doctor, it is my job to do what's best for your health. Also, since you have no authorized guardians, I will not need permission from anyone to proceed as planned. If you ever get well enough to leave the hospital, you will go into an orphanage."

"You can't do this! I have guardians! My best friend Cameron Dallas, he's 18! I have a guardian! You need his permission!" I retaliate.

"Mr. Dallas was never authorized to be your guardian. I'm sorry Miss Mendes, but we must proceed." Dr. Franklin counters.

As Dr. Franklin starts walking out the door, I shout in his path, "So I can never see my family again?!"

He stops and turns around abruptly, "The only family you have close to here is your brother, so no. One person cannot interrupt the plans. Everything is already scheduled for you to leave."

"You're wrong! You are dead wrong!' I start, crying, "I have so much family here! I have 14 people who love and care for me! They may not biologically be related to me, but in my heart they are! And that's all that matters! I have to say, you're a cold-blooded, heartless man if you think otherwise." I narrow my eyes at Dr. Franklin and grit my teeth.

"Again, I am sorry Miss Mendes. There is nothing that can be done now. Get some rest. Goodbye." Dr. Franklin swiftly walks out the door to make sure he can leave this time. He is out the door for good this time.

I can't believe Shawn being kicked out of here was my last time seeing him. My last words with Nash, well, at least we made up, just to be torn apart again. I can never see my best friends, brother, boyfriend, or non-biological brothers again. They're gone. Even if I do get well enough to leave the new hospital I'm going to, I have to go into an orphanage. Who's to say that they will never be able to find me again. What if the doctor makes up some crazy lie and claims I died? I can't see anyone. Not even one last time.

I go to my iPhone, possibly for the last time, touch my photos icon, and scroll through multiple albums.

One is entitled The Baes<3

I look through all 317 pictures of me with either Shawn, Nash, Taylor, Brent, Hayes, Matt, Carter, Jack and Jack, Aaron, Cameron, Ariana, Natalie, Taylor (friend), or a combination with all of them. I smile at ones where we're all laughing, cry at the ones that I will always remember in my heart of being with all of them, and even laugh a little as I watch the first vine I was ever in when all of us were heading to Red Robin.

I click on another album titled Quotes(: Some quotes are:

It's crazy how you can go months or years without talking to someone, but they still cross your mind everyday.

That's true. I know I will think about every single one of them every single day for as long as I live.

Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.

Reading this quote, I don't see how I couldn't cry. I'll never get to see my family again. There's no way I won't smile remembering them, I would just cry at the fact of them never being in my life again.

I believe the most difficult choice you will ever have to make is whether you should just move on, or hold on a little longer.

The one that really made me feel confident about all this is: Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end.

Sometime soon, I might forget all of these memories. This can't happen. I at least have to have my phone to remember all these pictures, but I cannot allow them to never let me see my family again. I don't know when or how, but I will find a way to see them again, before I leave to a different hospital and who knows how far away that will be.

I'll find a way. For now, I'll get my rest and find out how to restore this is the morning.

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Authors Note

End of chapter question: What do you predict will happen next?

I'm going to start doing different POVs, but not too many so it gets confusing.

I am so sorry. It took me forever to update this chapter. First, my iPod got broken, so I couldn't go on Wattpad until I fixed that, and then my Wattpad wouldn't let me write my stories, and just everything was messed up.

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