She's Dead, He's important.

Okay

Autumn's P.O.V.

My eyes were closed and they felt locked into a gentle sleep. My head was thrusting with pain, and I couldn't move my neck. Everything felt stiff and ridged. My body was so painful to think about. It felt as if pins and needles were sticking out of my ribs. My bones felt shattered into a million pieces. There was nothing good enough to explain the amount of force pushed on me.

Voices were shaking into my mind. They sounded faint and different, sometimes new. I couldn't catch onto any actually voice sounds, there were too many sounds going around me. My head was spinning so much the voices sounded like voice waves. I could hear the vibrations going through my head all over the place.

After hours of sitting there and waiting for my head to stop pounding, I managed to pry my eyes open just enough to see the blur of some things. This bed wasn't very comfortable, but it was okay enough. It took a few minutes to come to it, but i finally caught sight of the tools from a hospital. And it suddenly hit me. The boys were fighting. Struggling to get up, I started screaming at the top of my lunges, trying to fight the tight pain in my side. A very familiar voice started shouting "Stay laying down Autumn!" and begging me to sit still. I could feel a man's tight grip on my arm, pushing me down as I fought harder to get up. 

"Lay down Baby, please!" His voice shakes through tears and my body suddenly went numb. John was the one next to me, holding me down. My head stopped hurting and I felt dizzy just enough to fall asleep almost. Before I fell asleep I felt his warm lips touch my forehead, and a faint voice again. 

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John explained what happened as I slowly got up and started moving around. I don't want to believe any of it but I will anyway, as he was there too. Then something hit me. Her arm was hanging off the edge as I tried to reach for it. Aunicka. I left her alone. I couldn't help but rush out of the room I was in and find hers. John kept trying to get hold of me as I raced down a few rooms to hers. When I reached the door I froze in fear. She's not here...What happened to her body? Oh no... At that second I looked around and didn't see Issac either. Did he kill her? John was shaking my body as all these scenarios played over in my head. Looking at him, he was looking for a sign of a concussion and I just turned and walked back to my room, rewinding what could've happened.

Walking back in the room, there was someone standing there next to the chair John was in. I swore I was seeing a ghost. Aunicka. A smile spread across my face as she started talking. 

"Hey there, did you, miss me?" She laughed through her small tears of joy. 

I couldn't help but run up to her and squeeze the person I've missed more than ever. We didn't stop for minutes until we heard her father walk in and laugh, "Looks like you two found each other already, like you always do." He pointed out as he passed John and looked at the latest vital signs on my chart. He sat me down as we told stories about Aunicka and I as kids, and he took my vitals once more. Hearing her voices felt better than anything I could ask for.

All I wanted to do was hug her, and John. Nothing more was needed to me. Just them.