Chapter 20

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~Rilynn~

Slam. 

Crash. 

Bang.

I screamed as loud as I could. 

Thrash.

Slam.

All the wind was knocked out of me. I tried to breathe, but I couldn't. 

Darkness.

"They're all gone. They didn't make it."

"I'm sorry, but Mr. Urie's dead. His injuries were too extensive."

"Mr. Weekes had extensive brain damage. He didn't even make it off the table."

"Zack Hall is gone. He had extensive internal bleeding and we couldn't stop it."

"Spencer Smith never woke up from his coma. We recommend you choose to pull his plug. It's his best option."

"No!" I screamed, sitting up. Tears were rolling down my cheeks and I was completely drench in sweat.

"Hey, it's okay, honey. You're okay." I looked next to me to see Brendon and Sarah. Brendon was sitting next to me and Sarah was standing behind him. I crawled into his arms and he held me, shushing me and holding me close.

"It was so scary," I cried into his chest.

"It's okay," he whispered. "It was just a dream. You're okay."

"They said you died," I cried.

"Who did, honey? What happened in the dream?" Mom asked.

"It was the crash," I cried. "The doctors said you all died."

"It's not real, baby," Dad said. "It was just a nightmare. We're all okay."

"Really?" I asked.

"Really. Do you need me to prove it?" I nodded. "Come on, we'll go see if Dallon's up." We climbed out of the bed and Dad picked me up. He carried me all the way to a different room and knocked on the door. After a little while, I heard the door open.

"Brendon? What're you doing here? It's three a.m."

"Rilynn had a nightmare and wanted to make sure you were okay," Dad said. "She said everyone died in the crash in her dream. She just wants to know you're alive." I felt myself get moved and I ended up in Dallon's arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck and breathed in the smell of the old t-shirt he was wearing.

"I'm okay, Baby Urie," he whispered. "I'm okay. We're all okay. No one died. Zack is in LA, and is coming back soon. Spencer is still in the hospital, but he is awake and very much alive. There's nothing to worry about, Baby Urie. Everyone's okay."

Dallon, with Dad's help, was able to soothe me and remind me that everyone was okay. When we got back to our hotel room, Dad called Zack and I got to hear his voice. It was still late, so we couldn't go see Spencer, but they promised we'd go see him in the morning. I finally got to go back to sleep an hour later. But then I started thinking.

What if Spencer wasn't really okay?

Would Mom and Dad lie to me about him?

Are they just saying that I could go see him to get me to calm down and go back to sleep?

What if Spencer was dead, and they were just trying to cover it up?

How could I know that Spencer was perfectly fine?

What if Spencer was dying and I couldn't even see him?

What if he died and I didn't get to say goodbye?

I woke up and starting having shortness of breath and my muscles ached. My head was pounding. I sat up and instantly felt dizzy. I felt sick to my stomach. I knew what this was. I was having an anxiety attack. I'd thought about Spencer and everything that could have been wrong, and now I was having an anxiety attack. I had to get to Mom and Dad. It wasn't far. Just a few steps. Could I make it? I stood up and braced myself against the side of the bed. I took slow, shaky steps as I shuffled across the floor in my socks. I grabbed the side of the other bed, where Mom and Dad were asleep. Dad was closer to me, so I put my hand on his shoulder and roughly attempted to wake him. I couldn't stand anymore, and I slid to the floor trying to steady my breathing. I sat with my back against the side bed.

"What's going on?" I heard Dad asked groggily. He looked over at my bed and realized I wasn't there. He sat up instantly and looked around. Then he looked down at me. "Sarah!" Mom jolted awake and Dad climbed onto the floor next to me. I was having trouble breathing. I felt absolutely sick.

"Brendon? What's wrong?" Mom asked.

"Sarah, get down here," Dad said. He sat down and pulled me into his lap. He held me close and whispered calming things to me. Mom sat on the floor in front of us and they tried to calm me down. Once I'd gotten my breathing under control, Dad asked me what was wrong.

"I want Spencer," I cried.

"It's okay, baby, we'll go see Spencer in the morning," Dad whispered.

"But what if he's not okay? What if he dies before we can go and I don't get to say goodbye?"

"No one is going to die, baby girl," Dad assured me. "We're safe. Dallon's not far, Zack is safe in LA with Pete, and Spencer is at the hospital where the doctors will take care of him and make sure he doesn't die. No one is going anywhere, I promise."

It took awhile, but I was finally able to go back to sleep. I slept between Mom and Dad so that I wasn't alone. I slept pretty soundly, but I still worried about Spencer. I worried that he wasn't as okay as everyone said he was. I couldn't help it. I always worried about everything. I always worried about my schoolwork and not giving my foster parents reasons to hate me. I never had a person to worry about. It was a feeling I wasn't used to.

The next morning, Dad took me down to have breakfast while Mom got ready. We ran into Dallon and Breezy, with Amelie and Knox, while we were downstairs. We sat with them while we ate and went back to our rooms with them. Dallon hugged me tightly and promised I'd see him later. I nodded and Dad and I went into our room to get ready. I put on a pair of jean shorts and a t-shirt. Mom braided my hair for me before we left. We called a cab and it took us to the hospital. Then we went inside and Dad grabbed my hand. We walked the halls all the way to Spencer's room. Mom knocked on the door and I heard someone say we could come in. Mom opened the door and walked inside, me right behind her and Dad behind me.

*Wasn't that wild, y'all? I feel like this chapter was a little rushed, and it's kind of a filler. Buuuuttttt too late now. Anyway, I wanted to let you all know that Em and I are currently working on a collab book. It's going to be called Calm Before The Storm and we would appreciate if you kept an eye for it! Also, please look at our book containing all news and stuff, because there are some important topics we discuss. It also has an explanation of the reason behind my hiatus and Em's sudden disappearance from the account. So please look at that and leave your kind opinions!

But seriously, two updates in only a few days?! Be on the lookout for more coming soon! I have two practices tomorrow, and a dance on Friday night. I also have to babysit Friday night, so if I do get one out it'll be tomorrow or possibly Saturday, but there's a parade that I'm walking in maybe. I'm not sure what the rest of the week consists of, but you should know I may not get out the third chapter on time. It may have to be a different teacher.

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