Adopted

Chapter 11 : Confused

Chapter 11

Later...

Riker POV

I opened my eyes, but closed them again immediately. Wherever I am, it's way too bright. I reached up, and rubbed my eyes a little, and then opened them again. I looked around. I'm in a freaking hospital. So... I'm alive then...

I looked down at myself. I'm under some blankets. But they're not just blankets. They're blankets from home. My home.

"What...?"

I sat up a little, ready for the pain in my back, but it wasn't there. I sat up a little straighter, still feeling no pain. I slid my hand under my hospital gown, and ran my hand over my bare back. It felt smooth. There's no marks.

How long have I been here!?

A nurse walked into my room.

"Well, look who's finally awake."

I looked up at her, confused.

"H-how long have I been here?"

"Only since last night."

"Last night? W-what happened?"

"You were in a car accident. I'll go get your parents."

"My parents?"

"They're in the waiting room."

"What?"

"Riker... Tell me what you remember."

"I went camping, and then we got into an accident. And then my parents died. I got put in an orphanage, and I made a friend. And then we got adopted, and I got hit, and please don't let him take me! I can't go back!"

"Riker, calm down. What happened?"

"H-he hit me! M-my back!"

"Here. Let me take a look."

She turned me onto my stomach, and looked at my back.

"Riker, your back looks completely fine. You didn't hurt it in the car accident. You just hit your head really hard."

"M-my head?"

"Yeah. And you got some stitches."

She handed me a mirror. There was a line of red on my forehead, and stitches.

"I'm going to go tell your parents you're awake."

"Wait. I'm so confused!"

"I'll be back in a minute, Riker."

The nurse left. I looked down at my body.

No marks...

If I've only been here for 2 days, how am I better!? And I fell on my back when I got hit. Not my head.

The nurse came back in with my mom and dad. I immediately started to cry. Mom came over to me, and hugged me tight. But I tried to push her away.

"No! It's all a dream! It's not real! You're not real!" I screamed.

"Riker, shhh... We're 100 percent real," mom said, pulling me to her.

I didn't want to get myself attached to her again. I just got over her death. I can't get attached, and then wake up. I can't!

"No!"

I thrashed around a little, but dad held me down.

"Riker, I know you hit your head pretty hard, but you need to believe us. We're real," mom said.

"How did I hit my head, then!? When I got hit by that car, I fell on my back! Where are the dang marks!?"

I searched all over my body for the belt marks. But there were none. I must be going crazy.

"Riker, you were never hit by a car. We got into a car accident. I think you had a dream. Your doctor said you might have very realistic dreams because of how hard you hit your head."

"No! We got into a car accident, and you died! I got stuck at an orphanage!"

"Riker, none of that happened. You dreamed it," mom said.

I fell down onto my bed again. I covered my face with my hands.

"It was all a dream..." I whispered.

I felt mom's hand on my shoulder. I started crying harder, and then hugged her tight. Dad hugged me too. After a little while, I calmed down. I told them what happened in my dream, minus the embarrassing parts.

"What happened in real life then? I can't remember."

"We were on our way home from camping. You were kind of grumpy, and we were arguing a little. A car swerved into our lane, and hit us head on. The police told us it was a drunk driver. You hit your head on the door, and the window shattered. That's why you had to get stitches," dad said.

"So... You're not dead... I'm ok... And all that only happened yesterday?" I asked.

"Yes, baby," mom said, hugging me again.

I sighed in relief. I hugged my mom so tight, and I started crying again. But they were happy tears this time.

"I can't believe it..." I whispered.

"The doctor said we can sign you out and take you home. Are you ready, Riker?" Dad asked.

"Yeah. Do I have clothes?"

Mom handed me clothes. I quickly changed. And then mom called a cab to take us home. Our car was smashed from the accident.

When we got home, I went up to my bedroom. Everything was in place from how it was before we went to go camping. Dad even brought up my bag I'd taken camping.

I grabbed some pjs, and went into the bathroom. I took off my shirt, and twisted around so I could see my back in the mirror. No marks. I'm ok!

I laughed a little to myself. I was just happy.

I changed into my pjs, and then got into my bed. Mom came in to say goodnight.

"I missed you," I said, hugging her.

"Riker, I never left."

"In my dream you left."

"I know. You must've hit your head pretty hard!"

"I love you, mom."

"I love you too, Riker."

She gave me a kiss, and tucked me into bed.

"Goodnight, Riker."

"Night, mom."

I smiled as she left. I snuggled down under my covers, and fell asleep with a smile on my face.

The end.

A/N : So I hope you all like the sequel to Orphaned. Next book will be called Riker's Depression. The basic plot for it is Ross is on Austin and Ally, and he's more famous than Riker, who was on Glee. Ross gets all the girls, and Riker's jealous. They get into a big fight. And Riker gets blamed for everything. Yeah... I might post the first chapter today... ~Kylie