Shattered

Chapter Thirteen

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Ever since that nurse has talked to me, I've been even more psychotic. Talking to things that's aren't there and making things up. The Doctors say I'm just going through post traumatic stress. But they don't know what I'm going through. They have no idea. Late at night I get visited by a boy. A strange boy with curly hair and piercing green eyes. Telling me to come with him, to leave everything behind, and it's okay with him. He seems crazier than me. He seems familar. Like in a past life I've known him. He knows my name, and almost knows more about me than I know myself. He usually appears in my window, and sometimes in my door, but disappears before I can call the nurse. I tell the nurses, but they say it's just my imagination. I try to explain that's he's as real as them, but they don't believe me. Last night he came into my room and talked to me. Aimlessly talking about nothing. Talking about the stars in the sky or the food in the cafeteria. Sometimes he mumbles and doesn't make sense. Sometimes he doesn't finish his sentences. Sometimes he tells me that I'm not real. I'm just dreaming.

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Night had just fallen and the lights have switched off in the hospital, leaving me to wander with my own thoughts and think about the green eyed boy, when I see a shadow at my door. I cringe and hide under my blanket. The door creaks open and I feel like I'm going to vomit.

"H-Hadley?" I hear a hoarse voice call out. I remove the thin sheet from my eyes and a scruff older man is standing there, bloodshot eyes piercing through my dark soul. I shook my head, wanting him to go away.

"Hadley it's me. Your Dad." I look at him again. He looks nothing like me. How could he fool me. He walks closer to me and smiles grimly as he pulls a knife out and slits my neck.

"That's for being a bad girl." He whispers into my ear.

I shoot up from my bed and grab my neck, still there and not cut open. Just a nightmare.

"Nightmares again, Hadley? Tsk, tsk. What's bothering you?" A raspy voice asks me. I whip my head to the side. The fluffy haired boy is standing there. My heart dropped to my toes. I started to cry, and as I did, he walked over to me, grabbing my arms. I pushed him away and attempted to get out of bed. He gripped my arms.

"You aren't getting away from me again, Princess." He snarled. He threw me over his shoulders and creaked open the door. As he exited the hospital, he put me down and pointed to a beat up old car, that looked old and rusty.

"Get in and you won't get hurt." With my heart racing and my legs feeling like jelly, I slowly made my way to the car, getting into the backseat, because honestly, where else would I go if I decided to ditch the car? He was faster and stronger than me and could easily catch me and would probably kill me. Climbing into the backseat behind the passenger seat, I buckled in and sighed and the curly haired boy walked back into the hospital. Twiddling my thumbs I nervously looked around the car. Tucked inside of the mirror that was above the driver and passenger seat was a couple of papers and a picture? Unbuckling, I plucked the paper out of the mirror and went through them. Parking ticket, speeding ticket, some receipts and a picture of a family. Hm, looks just like me and Meadow and Mom. Wait a sec...

The man in the picture was the so called "Dad" in my dream. What if he was my Dad? I put the picture into my pocket and slipped the papers back into the mirror, hoping the boy wouldn't notice. I buckled back in and crossed my arms as I waited for the boy. What was taking him so long? A few moments later, just as I started to doze off, the drivers side door flung open and slammed shut, the boy now pulling out of the hospital parking lot.

"No talking, alright?" He snarled. I lowered my eyebrows and stared at him. He cackled.

"Oh right. Stupid girl can't talk." He laughed to himself and sharply turned the corner, making my body slam against the door.

"Stupid. That's a stupid idea. Crazy." The boy mumbled to himself. I quietly sat in the backseat and gulped. Was I being kidnapped? Being brave, I slowly tapped on the boy's shoulder. He slammed on the brakes and spun around, glaring at me.

"What?" He bellowed.

I froze, and pointed at him. He gave me a confused look and said,

"Stupid girl just TALK!" He screamed. I shook my head. I motioned a pen and paper and he groaned, fumbling for a piece of paper and a pen. When he handed me one, I scribbled

Name?

He looked at me oddly.

"Do you not remember me?" He asked. I shook my head, and pointed to the would and wrote

Amnesia

He smirked and stuck out his hand.

"I'm Harry. You're Hadley. We have met before." Refusing to shake his hand, I just let it hand there while I nodded. He grumbled something while turning back to the steering wheel and continue to drive down the street, to some unknown location.

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