Perfection is the Dream

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"I can't. " I stammer. "I haven't been there since the incident.  I can't. " I'm so scared.  I can't do this.  I keep mentally beating myself up. I feel so weak and small. Bryan races to the hospital making sure that I am okay. I pull up in the parking lot and Bryan goes to park the car.  I am in front of the four but can't seem to go in.  I start to puke. I feel a hand on my back.  I take a deep breath and cry into his shirt.  "Thanks.  I love you so much. " He whispers,"wow this wasn't the way I thought you would come out. " I pull back and find out it's not Bryan it's Derek.  "What are yOu dOing here?" I question him. "I was worried about you swish." He look at me.  In his eyes I saw someone who died 3 years ago. "Chris?" I say unsure then I see black.

I hear a panicked Bryan as I fall.  Then I see white. Then I see Chris.  "Why did you leave me? "I ask

"I had to.  I couldn't take perfection any longer. "

"Did you ever think about me? " silent tears stream down my face. ♡♡♡☆☆☆☆¤¤¤¤

"She seems to be waking up" says an unfamiliar voice.

I try to open my eyes after a few tries I can.

"What's going on?" I said in a quiet raspy voice. 

"Hey Chailla Bella." Bryan says using an old nickname.

"What's going on is my dad okay. "

"Yea he just is going to rest for a while.  Your mom had to leave but Derek and I are here. "

"I saw him Bryan.

"Who Chail"

"My brother. "

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