Chapter 11; Awakening

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Quinn's POV

i feel as if i'm drowning and everyone else is swimming. i am drowning, oh god.

i swam up and gasped for air.

then there was darkness.

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i woke up with a huge headache and dim lights were in my vision.

i squinted and realized i was in a hospital room with wires connected to my wrists and chest. 

what happened?

after the nurses told me what happened, i went back to my room. wow, it hasn't changed a bit.  i still had to get used to myself walking.

i mean c'mon it's been what.. a few weeks since i was basically paralyzed. 

i know my mind should be on getting better and focusing on myself, but joey is on my mind.

and i can only focus on him. my phone vibrated, speak of the devil?

joey: heard you're up.

quinn: yeah, feeling way better :)

read 2:34 pm.

quinn: joey?

read 2:35 pm.

quinn: joey ?

read 2:54 pm.

joey: i dont know why you're even awake. i should've stayed with lexi. she doesn't have cancer.

joey has blocked you.

numb. i felt numb. in that very moment, i felt what people call a "heartbreak" nowadays. there was tears going down my face and a huge lump in my throat. i couldn't move. it was as if someone personally ripped my heart out and gave it to someone else. 

my phone fell out of my hand, shattering it to pieces. i didn't care. 

Joey's POV

emily. emily got in my head. now she's gone? what the hell just happened? i looked down at what i was holding and it was my phone!

i looked through the messages and my eyes weld up in tears, did i say that? did i really just say that to quinn. quinn. QUINN! 

i ran but felt a gust of wind and my mind went blank again. all i could think about was emily and felt rage towards quinn.

i walked into quinn's room, seeing her sitting on the bed playing with fer fingers. her eyes were bloodshot and puffy from crying. i walked up to her, feeling a smirk on my face and saying words i know would hurt her.

"you aren't a survivor." 

um hi i cried ok bye

y'all probably hate me hehe


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