His Savior // H.S. sequel

Chapter 5

I'M SO EXCITED TO WRITE THIS CHAPTER BUT I'M LIKE HALF ASLEEP SO PLEASE EXCUSE ANY MISTAKES

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Dr. Thredson irritatedly grasped my hand and pulled me to the Common room to sit me down on a couch, apparently there was something 'to be taken care of' and that 'I've only seen a a quarter of the hell he's going to put me through'. Now though, I wasn't scared, I was going to find everything out whether he was going to try to stop me or not.

I looked up and examined the patients that danced joyfully throughout the Common room; and at the others who were like me, enjoying the sight of happiness that filled these people's minds, completely oblivious to the life they were living-- or maybe they didn't care, which was so beautiful enough.

Light from a lamp post in the asylum parking lot shined into the window to the right of me and beamed onto my cheek and into my irises, it was pitch black outside since it was getting darker earlier, but then again, it was maybe 9:30?

I sat there serenely, thinking about everything that has happened today and how slow it felt it was going, I was so excited to lay in bed and fall asleep. Something had tickled my nose, reaching up I felt something warm and wet, I glanced to my finger which had blood dripping from the side. "Oh, what the hell?" It had been 10 years since I got a nose bleed and in this moment especially, it was bizarre. I grabbed my sleeve and held it to my nose, laying my head back and closing my eyes.

The swinging doors to my left opened and a patient walked in, sitting next to me on the couch. I felt the atmosphere intensifying since I had been worrying about this guy all day and I prayed to god it wasn't him but something in me knew it was and he was dying for me to say something to break the silence.

"I know you will believe I'm not real, because you're the same as me." He mumbled, my heart dropped to my stomach as I realized it was, in fact, who I didn't want it to be and somehow this connection he let me know we had made me want to figure out who he was in my memory even more and I was going to do everything in my power to remember.

"What's your name..?" I was still facing away from him because I knew the moment I looked into his eyes I'd black out or even worse, have a panic attack.

"Depends on which one you're talking about, the moment I tell you who I am, it'll be too much." He said gloomily

At this point I didn't care if I blacked out. I looked up from my uniform sleeves and leered into his eyes.

The sharp pains in my head were as bad as they ever have been and all I could see was white followed by a few voices, I wasn't going to let myself black out this time, I wasn't going back to Dr. Thredson and I was so desperate to find the blonde haired boy sitting next to me somewhere in my head where he'd sat to the right of me before but in a different setting and atmosphere than this one. It hurt so much because something in me knew I held him close to my heart and I didn't know how it must've felt for him that I wasn't remembering who he was.

Come on Delilah, you can do this.

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"We can be together now, right?" I smirked

"As long as you want." He kissed me on the forehead.

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I flashed back to reality and the headache faded away, 

"Remember who I am, please, please try." He whispered hastily as my head filled with acute pain, "Oh, my God."

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"Thank you, so much. No one has ever cared about me that much before."

He smirked sweetly and laid back down, staring at the ceiling. I positioned myself to lay my head on his chest. "No, at the top of our lungs, there's no, no such thing as too young-" I hummed to myself as I twirled my finger in circles on his stomach and he joined in.

"Second chances won't leave you alone-"

"'Cause there's faith in love."

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I held my head firmly, I knew, I remembered enough, I just didn't understand why I forgot so easily, and why I couldn't remember and why it hurt so much that now I did.

I hesitated to say the one emotion I recalled from that time, but I remembered something else,

I looked back at him in disbelief. "Cassadee never existed. I imagining you and all I really need to do right now is get rest, okay?" I stood up quickly and shuffled through the Common room doors.

This isn't happening.