Stuck (Hayes Grier, Cameron Dallas, Matthew Espinosa, Shawn Mendes, Nash Grier)

chapter 54

"im sorry, I-I" I softly say, then ran out.

just seconds ago Nash told me he still loved me. I don't know where I was running too but I just kept running and running.

I seem to always run away from my problems and I don't know why.

when he left I just kinda, I don't know. I was confused and I just got back, I had a lot running through my mind. I never know what to do anymore.

I will never understand somethings about people or situations.

I get it, it's stupid to run but in the past running always seemed to be something I loved and always did do.

*5 years later*

It's been 5 years. 5 years.

It's been hard. My father died not too long ago. I miss him like crazy.

I haven't talked to the guys at all. Things just aren't okay.

Everyone else is happy, I'm the only one that's not okay.

I've been staying off social media, not going to events. Nothing really. I still talk to Cameron on the low sometimes. He tells me that the guys ask about me a lot but I just don't want to see them and I haven't since my father passed.

I'm stuck in a world that I want to leave but there is no way out and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.

Gilinsky's dating Madison, Aaron has a girl, most of the boys found someone. I'm happy for them but seeing them with someone else...I don't know I guess it just hasn't hit me yet.

I haven't found love or anything I've just been keeping it on the down low, not worrying about boys or anything. I'm doing online school and trying to make something of my life.

*Wake up*

"where am I?" I awake sitting up.

I'm in a hospital, I turn to see my father.

"Dad?" I question because he had died 2 years ago.

"oh my gosh my little girl" he spoke running over crying to me

he slowly pulls away, "do you know what year it is?" he asked studying my face.

"yeah 2013?" it came out as a question more than I thought.

"no sweetheart, you've been in a coma for over 5 years. do you remember what happened?"

At this point not a single tear fell, no emotion, nothing.

"where's Nash and Cameron and Matt, where is all of the boys" I spoke softly

"what boys? those famous boys you've been crushing over?" he said kind of laughing lightly

"wait what?"

"sweethea-"

"stop calling me that." I spoke with angry

"so for the last couple of years I've been in a coma, I missed years of my life in a fucking coma. Bu-... wait, how old am I?" i finish

"you're 19...." my father said dropping his head down.

So none of this was real, I've never met the boys. I never even got to live my life.