I woke up and I was in my room. I was screaming and Connor and his mom looked scared. For a second I was confused until I realized that Vidicon was months ago. It was a dream. The accident wasn't bad and I just got a few scratches, but I don't recall being with Jc. It was just me. In fact I barely talked to Jc. He was just somebody I used to know.
"Angel? You ok?" Connor seemed worried. "Yeah just a nightmare I'm fine honestly" I replied. And that was the truth I was fine, I just was confused that's all. He sat down in the chair beside my bed, as Momma Franta left the room.
"What was it about?" Asked Connor he was more scared than me. "The car accident." I said in a straight voice it really didn't bother me.
"Listen this is going to be hard for you to hear so promise me you will listen and know I love you!" Connor has that empathic smile but you could see this was hard. "ok" I said with maybe a hint of happiness. "Ithinkyoushouldseeaphsycitrist" Connor said I couldn't understand him. "Huh?" "I think you should see a physiatrist." He slowed down his words. " Oh my gosh Connor I don't have PTSD if that's what your thinking it doesn't bother me." I was agitated but then all my past flooded back and I was excited! Not sad like I had been! I felt happy and couldn't control it I smiled at the happy feelings that shouldn't be there. Then I broke down. that was the fastest mood swing I've ever endured. "Ok Connor but I'm taking a mental illness screening test not just PTSD. I...I have issues...." I cried. He comforted.
And for a second I forgot I ever was messed up. I forgot I had pain.
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A "fine" life
FanfictionA Jc Caylen fan-fiction! CLEAN! Not completed yet. -------------------------------------- Jc and I had been best friends for a long time. I look back now cherishing those precious moments. I still love him too bad he forgot me. The following chap...
