• PART 13:

    I watched as the rain floated from the heavens. The sky lit up every so often, as the odly colored lightning danced accross the stars and clouds. I felt the power of the thunder rattle the floor slightly. I heard the heavy door slide open a bit, then the squeeking of sneekers rushing on the tile. I looked around and it was a fairly large room. Doman and Jasper were rushing to me as fast as they could. I flinched a little woundering if they could slow down in time, but they did. My ears were suddenly filled with a billion questions and worrys. I clamly lifeted my hand and placed a finger on each of there lips to make them stop talking. I opened my mouth but no sound came out. I tryed again then rubed my throat in a confused mannor. I looked at the doctor in search for the reason I couldnt talk. '' You... drowned... Your lungs were filled with water and your vocail chords are irritated, so you might want to let your throat rest.'' the doctor said, reading my expression perfectly. An impateint sigh came from both of the boys next to me. I looked over at the door, Eric and Ghost were standing there, so I smiled at them and motioned them over. I huged each of them and showed them that I missed them. The doctor later told me that I was asleep for three days, in something like a coma, I geuss.

    The four of them almost never left my side for the next two days. Finaly I attempted to talk again. ''D....Doman?'' I managed to sqeek out. He gasped then clutched me in a deadly hug. He was makeing my IV shift around and it was a little sore. ''My, IV!'' I choked out. He set me down and mumbled apoligies. ''We bought you the biggest and best room, just so you would be comfortable when..... and if you woke up.'' He said. ''We never left the hospital, never slept, never ate, only sat outside of your room and waited.'' Doman expressed. I looked down at the bed, and it wasnt a hospital bed. It was a normal bed, I think they might have arranged that to. I moved over a little and pointed at the empty space next to me. I made him climb in and I played with his hair while he told me storys. Hours and hours of storys that filled my head with wounder. Where did he get these wounderful storys from? I didnt care anymore, I just wanted to listen more. I thought I heard the door open but when I looked over it was closed, I shruged and closed my eyes. I soon drifted to sleep listening to the storys.
    The wedding dream flashed before me again, but the man was taller. It slowed to normal speed at the lake. The man took off his mask, this time it was Doman. ''Will you....'' He began. Then I was suddenly droped back into Frodericks grave yard. ''Sorry I had to make you go through that 'horrible' weding again, but it's your fault!'' Froderick snaped at me. '' I didnt say it was horrible! And how is this my fault!?'' I yelled in defence. ''Well your the one who keeps being all flirty flirty with two different people!'' Froderick glared at me. ''Im not flirting with two people! In fact, Im not even flirting with anyone!'' I gasped. I blinked, when I opend my eyes I was in the blinding light of the sun.

    To be continued......