You Broke Me

Chapter Four

Everyone was gone. Mom and Dad were working and my friends were at school. I was getting extremely bored and antsy. It's annoying being stuck in a bed 24/7.

I had already ate all the snacks mom gave me before she left, and Dad had moved the DVD player closer to me so I could watch what I wanted. I was getting tired of movies though.

I flick lazily through Netflix searching for something interesting. Riverdale? Watched that. Stranger Things? Watched that 200 times. Greys Anatomy? Watched that this morning. There is nothing good to watch! Ugh.

I look at my dvds again. Eh I haven't watched 27 dresses in a while. Might as well.

I slip it in and the movie starts. Image going to that many weddings? Oi with the poodles already. Maybe I'll watch Gilmore Girls after this.

Someone opens the door and I pause the movie. Who would be here at...... I look at my phone, one in the afternoon? I sit up and listen closely. I hear a crash and someone curse.

I grab my phone and type in 911. "Hello? I think someone is breaking into my house? Fifty seven bunker hill road in Watertown. Yah, thank you." I whisper into the phone. They were sending someone over. Thank the gods.

The person opens my door and i see...... Dean? "Dean what are you doing here?" I ask, my voice wavering a little. "Heyyyy bittttch. Whhhatttt doooo youuuu meean? I came overrrr to kill youuuuu of courssse." He slurs. He's drunk if he's slurring that badly.

"Dean your d-drunk." I say, fear in my voice. "Youuuu killedddd Trevorr. Heee didn't deserve to dieeee. Youuuuu should havvve. Youuuu are a worthlessss bitttch. Dieeee" he slurs and lunges at me, holding up a butcher's knife.

I screech in pain as the blade sinks into my side. I see two figures burst into the room and grab Dean. "Young lady? Are you okay? Oh shit Kyle look at her....." I don't hear any more and everything fades to black.

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I wake up to white walls and glance around. Mom and dad are passed out on the couch and a boy is asleep in a chair.

Then i notice a mask over my face and a tube strapped to my arm. I start panicking and rip both off and a machine starts beeping like crazy. The three of them are awake immediately and two people rush in. But I'm still panicking. I can't breathe....
Someone puts the mask over my mouth again and i take a much needed breath.

I look up and a doctor is smiling down at me. "You can't stay out of the hospital huh?" She asks jokingly and I give her a confused look. " the last time I was in the hospital was when I broke my hand at dance. That was two years ago. " I tell her and the boy looks at my mom and dad.

"don't you remember?" the boy asks and I shake my head. "No, the last thing I remember was The Washington Dance Competition." I say and look at him for a minute. Why was this boy  here? What's his name? Where were Emily and Owen? And Trevor and Dean? I would think since Dean was my boyfriend je..

" That was two years ago princess" the boy tells me. Who the fuck was he? "Who are you?" I ask and he looks hurt for a minute. "I'm your boyfriend, Sam" he says and I shake my head. "No your not, Dean is. Where is Dean? I want to see him." 

Mom has a pained expression and glances helplessly at my father. He steps forward and looks down at me. "Well dear, Its been three years since then. You...... Aren't dating Dean anymore.... And a year ago you were in a car crash that you got stuck in a coma that you just woke up from the other day. Trevor is dead... And you are here because Dean tried to kill you." He says and I shake my head. "No, no no no. And who the fuck is he?" I ask, annoyed that dad hasn't told me.

"I'm Sam. I was your best friend for a couple years and then we started dating." He says and looks at me, sadness in his eyes.

This isn't real. I'll wake up, and we will be home from the contest. I'll be going to dance practice and hanging out with Dean.

I pinch my arm and groan. "Wake up, wake up Wake up." I mumble and whimper when I don't wake up. I look at my hands. Ten fingers. Dang it.

I hurt my head in my pillow and tears threaten to fall. Dean, my loving, caring boyfriend isn't my boyfriend, he tried to kill me, my brother is dead. Some boy is claiming to be my boyfriend, and I've been in a coma for a year? What's going on? This really can't be happening.

I start seeing spots and darkness takes over.

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Hey guys, sorry that I haven't updated in a while, I was out camping. I'm so fucking itchy. What? I may be an introvert but I have the language of a sailor.

Anywho I shall leave you on a cliffhanger. Is it real or a dream?