Chapter 31: Heartbreak The final Frontier (The final goodbye)

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CHELSEAS POV:
Its been two weeks since I woke up in this hellhole they call a hospital. My Jaw is finally healed which is good but also bad. Because now I can have visitors. And I can be released. Only problem I have is I dont want any visitors. My nurse comes in and breaks my train of thought.

"How are you today Chelsea?" I stare for a minute. "Im..good..Thank you." It takes me a little longer to talk because my jaw is still settling not to mention I did just come out of acoma so it takes a bit longer to process some thought and make the words. They said Ill heal fine though. She smiles at me intently. "Good Im so glad to hear you voice sweetheart!" "Me too." I croak out. "Are you ready to finally see all of your friends and family today?" I shake my head no. She frowns not only because of my answer but because I didnt speak it to her.

"Why not?" I sigh. "I can't...remember uh..some of them." She sad smiles at me. "Deary they said you would regain everything but it would take time. Theyll all understand." I nod and she continues to write it all down.

She doesn't get it. Its not that I dont remember them I dont know if I want to. I know Im in the hospital for a reason but what if one of them is the reason? The officer who came to talk to me the other day told me they caught the guy who did it to me. He still wont give up his accomplice but he is saying it wasn't his idea at all. This whole thing is hella frustrating. I just wish i could remember get the fuck out of this place and get on with my life and forget that this shit happened. Which is hilarious because all I want to do is remember so I can forget it again.

A light knock on the door Makes my heart start beating like crazy and I begin to panic. My nurse notices my face and puts her hand on my shoulder. "Honey youve got this in the bag dont worry." I nod and Straighten up in the bed. I still have no idea if they told them that I dont remember any of them but I dont. Panic rises in my chest. She looks back and gives me her famous youll be fine smile and walks out of the room leaving the door open.

The first person to walk in is a young girl. I remember her telling me her name was Riley the last time she visited. I have a little bit of memory of her. I know were related because we look alike. "Chelsea!!!!" She sits on the end of the bed. Her mood is contagious because I smile at her a genuine smile. "How are you feeling today?"

I look around before answering. "Im...good. Better...now." I hate this. I sound stupid. Barely able to make proper sentences and shit. I frown at my thoughts. "Hey youll get it. Dont worry we all love and cherish you." She smiles at me but I cant stand this. I hate depending on people. I feel helpless.

My aunt walks in holding my clothes I had on when I first entered the hospital. I notice theyre all bloody. Theyre also in a police bag. She shoves them in her purse. "Chelsea sweetie! I have to finish some paper work and then you are all ours." I smile. I cant wait to be out of this bed. I mean I can walk now without much pain or trouble plus food and a nice bed. Im looking forward to this.

She tosses clothes at me and Riley. Ri turns to me. "Ready?" She smiles with gle. I nod. "Ready as Ive ever....been."

I have a weird feeling as Riley leaves my room and it goes dead silent. Like no one was ever in here. Its eeriley quiet and It seems...off. I go to open the door but its locked. I shake it again. Nothing. "What the fuck?" I look out the window in my door and see no one. Not one person.

For some reason this seems like one big dream.

Possibly a nightmare.

DREWS POV

Its been a year today since it happened. Ive gone everyday just doing the same thing Ive always done. I get up. GO for a run, jog, surf, or something to get my mind off of her and onto something else. It never works. I sit on the beach and watch the sun rise. Alone. I eat. Alone. I sleep. Alone. Everything I do unless its band practice is alone. Its like I cant feel anything but abandoned.

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