ONE OF US IS BURNING (ONE OF US IS LYING FANFIC)

Chapter 49: Cooper

Your entire life could change in an instant.

Everything would be different.

In the blink of an eye.

In Bronwyn's case,

it was an opening of a door.

Her face turned white.

I'd never seen Bronwyn in such shock before.

"I-I need to get out of here." She says, running out the door.

"Bronwyn!" Nate exclaims.

He tries to run after her, but I hold my arm out and stop him.

Just because Nate lost his memories,

deep down,

he was still the same.

I stood in front of him.

"Let her go, Macauley. It's what your best at, after all."

He gives me a puzzled look.

I roll my eyes and leave.

I took out my phone and decided I needed to find Summer.

All of this was happening and she was getting married in a few days.

And I only had a few days left to dig up some 'dirt' that Rex wants on her and Braxton.

I sighed.

But I couldn't let Bronwyn go.

I couldn't ask Addy for help,

she was in jail.

And, 

if the police had saw me, 

I'd be back there with her.

I dialed Summer's number but no one picked up.

I called several times.

I kept getting her voicemail.

"'Hi, you've reached Ms. Summer Scott. If you need me, please contact my office number or my secretary. If an emergency, please call my fiancé, Braxton. Thank you!'"

Ugh.

Looks like I had no other option.

I mean,

I still have to spy on him too.

But,

just as I was about to call him,

I see him run to me,

covered in blood.

No.

No!

Twice in a day!

His face was puffy and red.

He had dried tears on his cheeks.

He was panting for dear life.

He put his hands on my shoulders.

"C-c-cooper!" He exclaims.

I hold his shoulders.

"Braxton, what happened?" I ask.

"You need to come with me, NOW!" He yells.

I obey him and follow.

He pulled me into a different hospital room with two beds holding two people:

Wynn and Summer.

I gasp.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" I yell, running to them.

Wynn was barley awake,

but he looked bad.

He was dusty and dirty,

he had blood and bruises and cuts all over his face,

and tubes in his body.

Braxton walks over to Summer's bed.

"Wynn?" I ask, shaking him.

His eyes open a little bit more.

He looks up at me.

His voice was cracked and damaged.

He tried to speak.

The doctor walks in.

"Wynn?" I ask again.

No response.

"His vocal cords were badly damaged." The doctor says.

I turn around.

"He won't be able to speak for a while." The doctor says again.

I sigh.

"For how long?" I ask.

"We're not certain. A few years, maybe."

"Years?"

The doctor nods.

I turn to Braxton.

"Braxton, please, you need to tell me what happened." I say.

He begins to tear up.

"Hey, hey hey, it's okay. You can do this." I say, patting him on the shoulder.

He sighs deeply for a while.

Then he speaks.

"Their 'mother' did this to them. She wanted to kidnap Summer, and-" He says. Then he turns his head towards Wynn. "Wynn got caught in the crossfire. Stabbed in the chest and a little, minor, slash to the throat. He was very lucky." Braxton says, his voice breaking.

"Why would she want to do this?" I ask.

Braxton shakes his head. "No idea."

"What about Summer?"

Then a tear slides down his cheek.

He sits down on the chair right next to her bed.

She looked even worse than Wynn.

She looked lifeless.

Not the Summer Scott I knew.

Not the owner.

Not the same.

She as well had cuts and bruises on her face,

but she had burn marks.

Bad ones.

She had deep cuts all over her body.

She was wearing three hospital gowns at once because blood had leaked through one.

"She got stabbed and shot. Barely alive when the paramedics got to her. She was saved."

Summer had a bad of blood on the stand next to her that was next to her arm.

"Transfusion? Who saved her?" I ask.

Braxton looks back up at me,

tears shedding down his cheek,

holding Summer's hand with her ring on.

He sighs.

"Nate."