My Misconceptions

I'll Be Your Superman

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Emma's POV

Scream for me.

My eyes snapped open, finally, I had woken up. What even happened to me? All I remember was chewing some gum then a huge wave of pain washed over me.

I tried to sit up in the bed I was in but froze. Sitting on a chair with his head in my lap was Will. He was silently sleeping, but he had dark circles under his eyes. It looked as if he hadn't slept in days until now.

I had the urge to wake him up, but I fought it back. Instead I ran my hands through is hair.

"Dang, what products does he use? I bet Godfrey would be jealous."

His eyes snapped open, revealing his green orbs. I immediately withdrew my hands.

"Emma?" He lifted his head and stifled a yawn. "You're awake? Are you okay? And what were you doing?"

"I uh- yeah, of course I'm awake, and I'm okay." I averted his gaze. "And I was uh...running my hands through your hair?"

He gave a small smile before relaxing his head back onto my lap. "It felt nice."

Giggling, I patted his head. "Okay mister, you must be really tired."

"Not really."

"Uh Will? I don't know if you recall, but we have a sort of Love-Hate relationship."

"I don't see it as that way."

I stared at him blankly, but on the inside my heart was racing. Was Will okay? He had to be deprived of sleep if he was saying these things.

"Will, you're tired. You have dark circles under your eyes."

"Really?" He yawned. "I didn't notice."

"Maybe it's time you get some sleep. You-"

"You know I've been by this bed for the last two days because you were in a coma like state. I haven't left your side , except to eat and use the restroom."

More bits and pieces came back from when that wave of pain crashed on me. Someone had released a deathly scream. It sounded like an animal getting cornered by predators. And the person who screamed was Rosie.

"Will," I started. "What happened to Rosie?"

"She, uh-"

"She's in a coma." Moxie answered, startling the two of us and making Will jump away from me. "And I bet you had something to do with it."

"Me?"

Within seconds she had me by the collar of my shirt, shaking me while I still sat in the bed. And when Will would try to pull her off, she'd just grab him by the shoulder, shadow jumping him all over the infirmary room where he was too far to help.

"Yes you! How do you fucking explain how her fucking back is broken into pieces?! And do tell me how you felt her pain, oh I'd really love to know that! Everything was fine until you showed up! You-"

Two hands grabbed her from behind, pulling her off me and slamming her to the wall.

Dylan?

"Moxie, calm down. Emma had nothing to do with this. If you haven't noticed, she's been in here for two days, bedridden."

Moxie stopped struggling and averted my terrified gaze. Did I really have anything to do with Rosie getting into a coma?

"So wait...what happened to Rosie then?"