Remember 2

Chapter 3

I felt myself uncontrollably sobbing, I didn't want to go anywhere. I sat there rocking back and forth, shaking with every sob.

"Trevor..." I continued to sob his name, hoping someone would walk in and wake me up. I wish this was a dream.

I heard the door open, but I only cried harder. "C'mon Hazel." I heard Connors voice and I cried. "Let's go see Trevor, he should be there by now." I could hear the sadness in Connor's voice and I only shook my head.

"No, I can't see him like that." I continued to face away from Connor, my back was to him.

"He would want you to see him, please Hazel?" He asked and I cried again. I stood up and walked over to Connor, his eyes red.

He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and I hugged his waist, crying. We walked out of the house and back over by Sam, Dakota, and the rest of O2L.

I let go of Connor to go to Sam, I wiped my eyes into his shirt and he let out a long sigh. "Let's go."

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"Trevor Moran, please?"

"Ah, Hazel! You're back, hope you are happy with the news." The desk lady smiled and I felt myself tense up.

"Trevor Moran, please." I said sternly and she nodded, still a smile on her face that kind of sickened me at the moment.

"You'll have to wait."

"Why!" I shouted and hit my fist on the desk, Sam laid a hand on my shoulder but I shoved it off.

"Are you family?"

"No."

"Then I can't tell you much."

"You bitch!" I yelled and ran into a hallway, looking around frantically. I kept turning and looking around, hoping no one was chasing after me.

Where's the ER? No, where's the ICU? He should be in there! I kept turning and running as fast as possible til I found an elevator.

I ran in just as the empty thing was closing and clicked on the second floor, the doors opened and I bursted out and began to run down the hall one again.

Nurses and doctors giving me funny looks, I sprinted down the hall when a doctor pushed me to the wall as they rushed a patient.

Trevor.

I quickly followed behind and tried to understand what they were saying, but it was all too medical and complicated for me to understand.

I groaned and followed, I felt someone's hand on my shoulder pulling me back.

I saw Sam behind me and he gripped onto me. "No!" I cried trying to get away from him, he continued to hold me while the gurney rolled away.

"He's going into a comatose!" I heard a nurse shout and I fell to my knees once again. "No... Not a coma, No!" I felt Sam lift me up and take me to the elevator.

I admit, I was acting crazy but I didn't care. I need to see Trevor, and I need to make sure he lives. I can't have him end up like Brent.

"No!" I cried and for a split second as I was in the elevator, I saw Brent in his green SnapBack smiling at me. He gave me a thumbs up and I watched the elevator doors close, him gone.

"Brent!" I yelled, hoping he would hear me or appear. I cried onto Sam's shirt.

"Who is Brent?"

I stayed silent, besides my constant sobbing and shaky breaths.

I felt Sam pick me up bridal style as I cried into his neck, he took me out of the elevator and I heard Dakota and Connor discussing stuff.

I felt the sun warm my body when we went outside, Sam set me down and I didn't even realize we were at the car.

"Get your ass in." Sam demanded and I got in the car slowly. I wiped my eyes and looked at Sam starting the car.

"Why are we leaving?"

"Why? Why Hazel? You totally freaked out in there! You're fucking insane! You totally embarrassed me!"

I stayed quiet as Sam continued to rant about how bad I was in there, treating me like a 6 year old and him being like my mom.

I looked out the window as we drove, silently praying that Trevor will be okay. The first 24 hours in a coma are critical, and I'm getting really nervous thinking about that.

This all sounds like some silly fairytale... But this is real, and I can't even think about what could happen to me if Trevor died.

I kept thinking about Brent, how he was there in the very hospital he died in. Why was he still... uh, there? I was just hoping he would watch over Trevor, I just really wish he would.

I looked over at Sam and saw his face red with anger, his mouth was moving and I couldn't hear anything he was saying. I was totally tuning him out, not even listening to him.

I didn't care, I just wanted Trevor to be okay. Though I also wanted Sam to stop treating me like I'm six... Which is getting quite annoying.

I sighed as I watched the neighborhood houses come into view, I smiled slightly. I felt the car stop and I finally stepped into reality, Sam's yells coming back to me.

"And seriously! Who is this Brent!?" Sam shouted and I only rolled my eyes and got out of the car, I kept hearing Sam's shouts and I only laughed. I walked into the house and locked it behind me.

"Open this door!" Sam yelled as he hit the door and I chuckled. "Suck my ass! You can sleep on the streets tonight for all I care! This is MY house!"

"That I pay for!"

"That I bought!" I screamed and kicked the door as I ran to my room, I slammed my door and locked it. I shut my curtains and crawled into my covers of my bed, I honestly didn't care.

I heard Blue scratching at my door and I only sighed. "Sorry Blue, I'm a little upset." I said to the door and I laid my head on the pillow.

I guess I would take a nap and eat dinner by myself later. I was pretty upset with Sam, and with this whole situation.

I'm just sick of it.

"Brent," I said aloud, hoping somehow someway he could hear me, "I hope you're looking after Trevor, let him stay." I said choking up and buried my face into my pillow, sobbing again.

i just hope i can fall asleep and never wake up...

never wake up...

i just don't want to wake up...