After Everything

Chapter 1

You stood in front of your car, in the midle of nowhere. The car had thought it would be a good idea to breakdown, you popped the hood open and smoke came out. "You got to be kidding with me," you mumbled to yourself and took up your phone from the jacket. "Dad, can you come and get me?" You asked, but your father sighed and said: "[Y/N], you know that I'm at work. I can't just go and pick you up, but isn't there some houses around you?" You looked around and saw a house with big birds on each side of it.

And as you stood there with your back turned, two people came out from the house. They both yelled at each other, but you didn't pay them any attention. Suddenly you heard a one of them yell: "Truck!" And right in front of you, only seven/six metres in front a heavy looking truck speeding up. You dropped the phone and ran towards the house. The truck hit your car, and that made it tip on its side. It exploded, and the other two men came running.

One of them took a hold of your arm, you had hit the ground hard as the explotion fired towards you. "Hey, you okay?!" But you could only see his mouth moving. He had a sheriffe jacket on and on the left side it stood: Reggie R. You closed your eyes and after a second or two you could hear muffled sounds. The sheriffe cursed and said something to the other.

"Help her and I will get the other two!" And with that you were dropped to the ground and you saw two dark brown orbs looking into yours [E/C]. He started to speak to you, but you laid there like an idiot. Well, you had almost got run over by a car so no one could blame you. "Hey! Can you hear me?!" You nodded and squeezed your eyes closed. Your head hurt and your side were hurting so bad.

"Okay, god. Um ... j-just stay there okay?" You nodded and the other male let you go. You were no sitting against something, but you didn't really care. The pain made you pass out and the last thing you heard someone fired a gun.

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You woke up with heavy sidepain, but other than that you were fine. Your eyes opened and closed, trying to find out were you where. As you sat up, the sheriffe from earlier came up to you and stood on the side of the bed. "Hey, I'm the sheriffe around here. Names Reggie Rowe," you nodded and sat up, your arm went around your side and the other held you up. "Where am I?" You asked, Reggie sighed and found a chair.

"You're at the Akomish Longhouse, outside of Seattle. You have been out for three days, miss." You looked like you had fallen from the moon, and it sure did feel like it too. "Three days? But - but I was supposed to ... Dad! He will ge-" but Reggie held his hands up and smiled. "It's okay, he knows you're here." And with that you sighed with relife, didn't want to argue with how your father knew that you where here.

After you had got some food and water, you found your boots and jacket. As you were on your way out, Reggie came after you and asked if it was something you needed. "Well, the truck over run my car, so I need a lift back to Seattle." Reggie nodded and said he needed to take care of something first.

You walked around, but felt it were wrong doing so. And as you turned you saw an old lady laid on her bed with her right foot in the air. On the wall a large papir was writen: Get well soon Betty! You looked at her and smiled, she looked nice and suddenly she opened up her eyes.

"Well, hello here. And you are?" She asked with a smile, you walked closer and sat carefully down on her bedside. "[Y/N] [L/N] ma'am." Betty smiled and laughed at me. "You don't need to talk like that, call me Betty!" You nooded and smiled, and her eyes landed on my waist. "I see you were in the explotion? Reggie told me that him and Delsin saw you running away from the truck."

You nodded and looked down, not in your whole life would you think that something like this would happen. "Well, my car broke down and then the truck came," you said and smiled like an idiot.

You and Betty talked, but she soon grew tiered and went back to sleep, Reggie were done and drove you back to Seattle. But with the time you and Betty talked, you had promised to come and help them the best you could do. You really liked Betty, and the sheriffe wasn't so bad himself.