The Guy Next Door

Chapter 27

Demilio's POV:

  There was lights everywhere... surrounding me. I could feel them glaring at me through my eye lids.

   "Can you hear me? Hello?"

  My eyes felt heavy. My neck... my neck was killing me. My throat felt extremely dry. Everything hurt. My mind couldn't process anything. I could feel my eye lid being opened following a bright light. I tried to say something but nothing would come out. That's until I remembered Skyler. Oh my god.

      "Skyler." I tried yelling, my voice was harsh.

      "He's regained consciousness." I heard a voice call out.

        "Thank goodness!"

       Is that my mom? The room slowly started to become louder. I could hear a constant beeping to my left. I could hear people talking and opening doors. I just wanted to know where Skyler was.

      "Where is Skyler?" I repeated with my eyes still closed.

       "Skyler is okay. Don't worry." A firm voice responded.

       "I need to see her." I tried moving but it felt like I was strapped down.

        "You will soon."

      I tried opening my eyes but it was hard adjusting to the room. Everything was blurry at first then my blinks started to increase in speed. The first thing I saw was my arm... in a cast.

       "Wha-what happened to my arm ?" I tried lifting my arm only to realize it kind of hurt, kind of like a sore muscle.

      "You broke you're arm in the car accident." My mom said in an annoyed tone.

     Even though I remembered the car accident it still caught me by surprise. Wait I was in a car accident? It felt like a fever dream.

     "I have sports I have to play at school." That's when I realized this cast was going to ruin everything for me.

     "Well you shouldn't have been drinking and driving." My mother exclaimed.

     "I'm-I'm sorry." If only I didn't let Violet get the best of me.

      "You scared me to death." She cried.

      "I'll never do it again mom."

      "Well there's some people here to see you, Chloe couldn't make it but she hopes you get better." My mom followed up with.

      "Whose here to see me?" My heart started increasing in rate.

"Aaron, Cynthia, Ally, and Violet."

Violet?Fuck me.
"Can you... can you tell Violet to leave."

"Wait why? She's been crying ever since you got in that car crash, she keeps saying it's all her fault."

"It's not her fault, I don't want her thinking that." I said right away.

"Well then do you want her to go?" She asked.

In a way I felt fucked up for what happened. She probably does think it's her fault. I just don't know if I can see her.

"Hello? Yes or no?" She said waving her hand over my face.

"Okay fine... let her in." I exhaled.

I waited there for a while. I was really nervous not gonna lie. I feel guilty that she feels responsible for my actions. I went to her house. I yelled at her for wanting Dylan instead of me. I got in the car crash.