HUSH (Vampire Fan Fiction)

Owen

The next day...

"Madison? Baby girl please wake up. You're okay."

The comforting voice struck me awake.

A dry, raspy "Dad?" was all I could push myself to say. I fluttered my tired eyes open and immediately noticed I was in a bright, white hospital bedroom.

"How do you feel? Do you need anything? I've been sitting here waiting for you to wake up so I could tell you what happened."

"Dad, please, give me some room to breathe." I almost begged. My father Mason O'Claire has always been the best dad, and mom, since my mother, Anne, passed away when I was six. He couldn't help but bombard me with questions and concerned words after his only daughter just woke up in the hospital for the first time in hours.

I struggled to sit up in the uncomfortable bed.

"I feel light headed." The room was practically tilted and spinning like a globe.

I thought I was hallucinating when I saw a human hand print and frost on the room window, but I ignored it.

My dad helped me sit up so I could comfortably absorb the explanation as to why I am, where I am.

"I found you passed out on your bedroom floor this morning. Y-your skin was rock cold and drained of color. You were barely breathing. I didn't know what else to do but pick you up, carry you to the car, and take you to the hospital."

"Why was I on the floor?" I asked.

"You must've tripped and landed really hard, you probably hit your head. You've always been extremely clumsy. But I have no idea why you were so cold! The window was open, and it was very cold outside, but your complexion was so plain, so still, as if you were...d-dead" He was tearing up now. My dad always becomes dramatic and emotional when something bad happens to me.

I don't know how to describe the way it felt to be told what had happened to me, or supposedly happened to me. My body was trembling and weak. I had no energy. The only word I can use to describe my current physical, mental, and emotional state is exactly what my dad had said I appeared to be, "drained."

I was drained, but not empty. Something was missing, yet it had been replaced by something, or someone else.

"What do they say is wrong with me?" I watched my fathers eyes drop to the tile floor immediatly after the question had escaped my mouth.

"Well, all they know for sure is that your blood pressure and heart rate are dangerously low, but it should return to normal in a few hours. You were completely unconcious when I found you but no one knows why."

"I don't remember anthing, I don't remember tripping, I don't know what day it is and just want to go home. Now, please, dad." The truth is I really had no memory of yesterday or the night that had followed. In my mind it was just a day that never happened. However I do recall one memory, more like a scene. I remember the cold air, the lively green, the woods.

. . .

I was able to go to school the next morning as long as I followed all the instructions perscribed by my doctor. I need to go to school, I need something to fixate my attention on besides trying to understand what had happened to me. No matter how much I ate or drank I was still so empty. Despite the hours I try to sleep, I can't. I am able to hear things I couldn't before. I can hear leaves falling in the distance, I can clearly hear footsteps that seem miles away. Its like my senses have been super impared, even my eye sight, my sense of smell is much stronger too.

My mind is flying, there is no way I had just simply tripped and hit my head. Whatever happened to me has significantly changed my entire being.

My alarm went off at 6:45am the following morning, but I didn't need it. I hadn't slept at all. I was propped up in bed for hours, wide awake, replaying my dream-like memory of the forest, over, and over again in my mind.

I was dressed and ready to leave by seven o'clock and my dad is making me late.

"Are you coming?" I yelled up the stairs.

"Yes!" I heard his footsteps coming down the steps.

The car ride to my high school in Sapphire, North Carolina wasn't long, but time had seemed to go by faster to me now. We pulled up to the street leading to the main office.

"You can walk from here, right? Or should I go with you?" My dad was always one to make one-hundred percent sure I'm okay before letting me go anywhere alone.

"I'll be alright, thanks dad. Love you." I shut the car door and walked to the office to notify my teachers about my "accident" yesterday, and that I have permission to leave class at anytime. I can feel stray eyes staring at me from every angle. People are whispering to each-other and looking at me. Had they already known? Did someone see me in the hospital yesterday? I tried to ignore the rumors and gossip being spread like wild fire in the halls. I explained my situation to the secretary behind the desk.

I proceeded to go to my first class of the day, Biology. I don't really care for many of the other freshmen in my classes besides my best friends, Renee Louis and Kathleen Donner. When the three of us are together, all Hell breaks loose. We have the best times together, and there is no way we'll ever forget any of the laughs we share. Kathleen has Biology with me and is my lab partner.

"Madds!!" She shrieked. She had called me that ever since we were little.

"What happened the other night? I called you like seven million times and you didn't answer any of my messages. Anyways, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost." I had no idea what she was talking about. I don't remember her calling me, my phone must have been off.

"Oh gosh, sorry Leena. My phone was off. And yes, I'm fine, just cold and shook up." I always called her Leena because the nicknames Katy, Kathy or Kat just didn't suit her in my perspective. Plus, you never hear the name Leena, so why not?

Behind our lab table sat two guys Caleb Grayson and Owen Williams. Caleb is tall with dark, long hair and crystal blue eyes. He's anywhere Kathleen is, we all know he has a knack for her but no one knows if its really for her, or her outstanding curves. Kathleen has a figure that stops everyone in any room she walks into. She is just a bit taller than myself with long, waves of blonde hair. But, of course, like any other teenage girl she is completely insecure, constantly asking me how she looks, even though my answer is the same "Leena, you're gorgeous. Shut up."

Next to Caleb is Owen Williams, a guy everyone thought I would look satisfying standing next to. He just moved back to Sapphire this year and I've known him since we were in pre-school together when we were four. He's about five or six inches taller than me, with brown hair slightly darker than my own, he has the same soft, ivory pale skin as me. His eyes are the deepest, green-brown eyes that could make any girl melt, including me. They're similar to my emerald, green eyes, but darker, deeper, and so inviting.

I turned towards their table to reach my notebook from my bag when my attention lifted to Owen's flawless face. It was almost like time had stopped when his eyes locked into mine, but I did the opposite of melt. I froze. Suddenly, for that split second of intense eye contact, I was running through the open woods again. I was back in the green scenery, desperately trying to reach the outskirts of the trees exactly like in the memory. That is when I knew that Owen Williams had something to do with my accident that Saturday night.

A quiet gasp escaped my lips when our contact was interrupted by the sound of his voice saying "Are you alright?" His voice triggered something in my mind. When he said 'alright', I swear I had heard him say that directly to me the night I passed out, but it was more like a whisper uttering the words "It's okay, you're going to be alright." softly in my ear.

Ever since that day in lab, my memory of that night began coming back to me like flipping pages through a book.

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