I will recover.

The funeral.

I looked around and all I see are people. Heads bowed and circling me. They were praying. The preacher was saying something I couldn't hear. But I caught a bit of it. Something about me resting in peace. Like I'm right here. I jumped up to see Danny looking at me, but not really looking so much as looking through me. then it was Paul next and mom and all sorts of people. Saying their goodbyes. Still here.
I awoke to my mom shaking me. screaming at me to wake up. And not very surprisingly, Danny wasn't too far. Everyone was crying again.
"Stop your crying. Jeez I'm alive I'm just tired."
With that I got slapped, by my mother.
"Autumn, what the hell?"
"Okay. Well I'm going back to bed."
"No your not!" This time it was Danny's time to rant. And boy was he pissed.
"Danny... Sweety?"
"No I'm not losing you."
"Babe I'm just exhausted. Come sleep with me."
With that he came and laid beside me and we both fell asleep. But before we did I whispered in his ear I love you and he said I love you too. To me. Love is so powerful.
Once we woke up, Danny was crying again.
"Why did everyone think I was dead?"
"You had no pulse. You mom called me and Paul. hoping we would feel something, and you just looked so still. We all thought you were dead. By the way your dads here."
I sprung out of bed at his last sentence. It was a good thing the doctors said I didn't need an oxygen tank or anything to help me breathe.
"Where--
"He's here! He thinks he can just waltz right in like nothing's wrong!"
"He thinks your dead."
"I am dead. To him anyways."
I ran downstairs before I saw his reaction, but I know it wasn't happy. I was running. My lungs weren't too pleased with me. As soon as I got to the kitchen I was exhausted. my dad went to pull me into a hug I stood still. I even made some funny faces for my mom and Paul and sure enough there was Danny!
"Don't ever do that to me again." He cried.
"Don't you have a family to worry about?"
That got him off of me real quick. He also started crying. I sat down at the table between Danny and Paul.
"So me and your mom have been thinking.. Since there are great doctors in Louisiana that could help cure you we think that you should move down to Louisiana." I was silent. "so we can see each other more and be close like we used to?"
"No." I said in a whispered tone. only Danny and Paul heard me.
"What? Speak up." Mom was talking now. About moving only of I wanted to. I tuned it all out until I heard her say: "It could be a chance to start over."
Ever heard that saying I lost my head.
That's what I did.
"NO I WILL NOT GO ANYWHERE NEAR HIM!" Everyone didn't seem shocked.
"I'm in love with Danny and I'm not going anywhere! I have so much going for me here. so if staying here means never getting cured but living long enough to my leisure. Then fine but you," I pointed to my father, " have no say in what happens to me in my life. So go back home to your new family and have a lovely time; without me! Just keep excluding me from your life! Because I want no part in it." My mom was smiling, so I knew the idea was something she didn't want, Danny and Paul looked proud of me. And my father was crying;I had no sympathy.
"And don't come back here hoping you can start something you already lost. It was your choice, not mine. I gave you your chance and you blew it. ."
"I'm sorry. I won't be bothering you any longer.. I love you. Bye sweetie."
And with that he left. I went out to the back yard and sat and began crying. Till the three musketeers came out to check on me.
"Maybe I am horrible."