Imaginary Friend???

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"Lovino Andrews."

It's like I got shaken up, I felt raged. Why is he?... Why would he? I just stood there, clenching my palms in wrath that I'm trying to contain. I just stared at nothing, cold hard glare in my eyes.

My breathing suddenly became pants and I tried to suck in air as much as I can but just can't,

Until my chest suddenly ached and pained me greatly. I let out a grunt clutching it, hoping that the pain would disperse but to no avail it just went more powerful.

Not being able to endure it nor control it I felt my legs go weak and I suddenly was on my knees.

The whole time, Isabel was staring at me full of worry but she can't do anything about it, about me. It looks like she was hurt more than I am just seeing me like this.

I wasn't able to stand it anymore and the last thing I saw were tears streaming down from Isabel's eyes, her chocolate orbs brimming with tears.

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*Isabel's POV...*

I was shocked, surprised as well when Daryl started to hyperventilate, clutching his chest in great pain, until he was on his knees. I can't do anything. If I started to thrash around for him, they would think I was traumatized and all and I don't like that.

I can't help but just stare at him in pure sympathy, feeling tears brim in my eyes. I was motionless and all. I couldn't utter a word.

I can't speak; no words are coming out, it's like it is all trapped in my throat.

From being there, just on his position, he suddenly disappeared, vanishing from here. I was awestruck, my breathing held. I want him back...

I was then shook to reality by my father, shaking me from my thoughts.

I can't breathe...

I then just cupped my face and started to cry. I can't just... Try take it in... I want him back so badly.

I heard dad sigh and I looked at him, like of a peek and he rubbed my hair, then just spoke. "Let's not talk about this for now... Let her rest." Then the officers were ushered out of my hospital room.

Dad sat by my side and brought me to a hug, rubbing circles at my back whilst I wept endlessly.

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I didn't know that I was sleeping for like 2 days when I woke up finding my mom sitting beside my bed, watching over me.

I didn't realized the last time I was being pampered by my father that after crying my eyes out, I went on a long sleep.

It didn't took too long for me to adjust but it took me time to heal and all and because of the shocks, panics, mostly the attacks I got.

I was finally able to tell the authorities about what happened and they quickly took action and because of my father's orders. My only problem now was... Daryl...

Would he return?

Will he be there when I get back home?

Will I get to see him when I wake up some more times?

I was told to have more rest and sleep so I could go home sooner and oh, how itching I am to go home and leave this place.

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