Y/n's pov:
"Hey.." I hear a familiar voice say. I look up to a face I've know for years. Michelle. Her hair hung down to her shoulders, she looked so drained emotionally and physically. Really hoping she is real.
I sat there for a few moments before I could respond.
"hey?" I question her. She was leaning against the door she had a worried look in her eyes.
"You look how I feel" I say. A smile emerges on her face. "I must look like shit then." She responded. "Damn harsh much!" I respond my response earned a small chuckle.
"You look drained as shit maybe you should be on this bed instead of me." I stated. Once again a smiled formed on her face.
"What brings you here?" I question her. I sit up from the bed and get to see her fully.
She looked worried as shit maybe she just came to see that I was still breathing and okay. She looked at the table in front of me. There sat a tall glass of water with a bent straw.
"Had to see if it was true." She giggled.
"If what was true?" I tilt my head slightly.
"That y/n finally had an off day!" She blurted out and then laughed.
"you whore!" I smile at her joke.
"Maybe that's why a bunch of guys have been hitting on me." She pointed it out
"You should feel lucky I gave everyone a chance to get a bf" she smiled once again. She looked to my side. Most likely staring at the bandages.
"Yeah thanks" she said. I picked at my bandage not wanting to say anything else and awaiting for her to speak.
"So how are you....." Michelle practically sang this question. I knew she probably actually wanted to know but couldn't fit into the conversation.
But wow seems like every doctor has been asking me that. Hm. Hard question though. Just saw a person I've known for year stab my boss. And it might traumatize me for years to come but hey I'm doing okay besides all that.
"Fine I think." I declared.
Michelle looked at me, but really looked at me. Worry covered her entire face. She seemed genuine. I didn't wanna say anything else and I don't think there was anything else to be said. I was fine. I felt fine and I-
My thought stopped at their tracks the door shot closed. I looked at Michelle. She rolled her eyes and got closer to me. I saw every detail of her face. Holy shit she really is perfect she doesn't have a single pimple or anything. I was kinda nervous to be honest.
I blushed a little.
"Okay truth now." She demanded.
I sighed. "Come on Michelle I really am fine."
"Y/n Im not an idiot you don't look fine.."
"Hey I know I look like shit but maybes it's cause I saw something traumatic happen in front of me, you should be supportive that I'm even able to speak at all" I say.
Michelle crossed her arms. "Y/n i know you're not just fine you saw someone die in front of you.."
what.
"die. Bruno's dead?" I exclaimed. Michelle covered her mouth at my reaction.
My heart dropped. I felt weakened at the thought of what happened in front of me just an hour ago.
omg.
Omg.
OMG!?!
Bruno's dead. Bruno's dead? BRUNOS FUCKING DEAD?!?
no this can't be true he was literally breathing a few hours ago. he was just nagging me a few moments ago.... he was fine just a moment ago. arne didn't really kill him right? No, no, no he's fine Bruno's fine.
Bruno's fine
He's fine. He's fine okay. I bit my lip and picked at my nails. I kept repeating this over and over in my head.
"y/n I- I'm so sorry i thought you knew..."
I suddenly found it hard to breathe. My throat dried up. My mind couldn't come up with anything to do or say. Fuck me. Fuck me. He's gone.
Bruno's really gone.. but he was just here. He was just with me too. We were laughing together just hours ago. I thought of every memory of us together. Every happy thought. Every smile, every giggle. Bruno really was a big part of my life and he was a big part of arnes life too.
Why did arne do that. Why did he hurt someone we both cared about so deeply.
I got up from where I was sitting.
"Where arne?" I shout and head to the door.
"Y/n-" Michelle tried to grab my wrist to stop me.
"Where's arne?!" I yell. I suddenly felt a big massive headache hit me, wtf is happening??? My eyes felt droopy, I felt like I was melting. I couldn't get another word out my mouth was closing.
"Arnes in jail." Was the last thing I heard before my eyes closed and I collapsed.
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Beep. Beep. All I heard were machines. I felt a soft cover on top of me. I was still in the hospital. Was it wrong that I didn't wanna be here? All I wanted was this horrible nightmare to over.
"She's up!" I admittedly knew who's voice it was from the happy tone.
"Rory?" I mumbled. It was hard to get words out at all, I blinked roughly and looked at my surrounding although it was kinda hard to do because of the throbbing pain on my head.
I heard knocking. Than foot steps.
"Hello miss y/n." The doctor stood over me and said.
"Hi." I respond.
"It seems like the medicine we gave you might have gave you a slight drowsiness but it's all right you're fine now your head might hurt though since you did collapse." He wrote something down and looked at me.
"How do you feel?" He asked. To be honest I felt not that bad it was like a really shitty hang over.
"I feel great feels just like a hang over." I chuckle.
"Okay that's great, we will need you to stay here for a few hours but you should be released before midnight. Well, I'll leave you to it since you have a few visitors." He said and then walked out the room.
I still found my vision a little blurry. I think I was alright besides that. I rubbed my eyes. The room was so really quiet.
God i am so tiredddd. I felt myself melting on the bed. I felt so comfortable.
Before I could close my eyes again I heard a knock. Looking up I saw a few people with Michelle and her family.
"Hi..." Michelle awkwardly said. She glanced at the chair next to me. I nodded in agreement. She sat down and looked at me.
"Are you ok? I'm so sorry y/n I didn't know that you didn't know." She worried.
"It's not your fault Michelle and I'm fine." I respond.
"I'm sorry y/n." She said. I would honestly give her a whole speech about it not being her fault but there was a crowd of people watching us and it felt a little too awkward.
My eyes kept pointing at the people it took Michelle a minute before she took it as a hint to talk about them.
"Oh right well y/n there's something you need to know..." Michelle spoke in a serious tone and betting on all the people in room she had to be serious.
"okay.. is this an intervention??" I try to make a joke out of the situation but it seemed like everyone else was super serious.
Crickets.
Damn harsh crowd.
"Clearly not but go on." I say.
"First I would like you to meet Ed and Lorraine warren." Michelle said pointing to some people in front of me. This couple headed up in front. I couldn't help but notice that Ed was in a wheelchair. They both had worried looks on their faces.
Okay now this is feeling like an intervention...
Lorraine smiled at me. She had on a blue plaid skirt with white long sleeved shirt. Her brown hair fell all the way to her shoulders. She had a bit of lipstick on. I couldn't help but notice the crosses that they both had on.
"Hello y/n im Lorraine and this is my husband Ed."
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