The Widows Daughter

Part fifty-two

(Chloe's POV)

I woke up in bed. And for a minute everything was fine. Then I remembered. All the pain. All the horror. It all came rushing back. I closed my eyes and breathed slowly.

What happened? How did I get in bed?

I sat up looking at my clock. 9:27 A.M. Climbing out of bed, I slipped some socks on, then left the room. My sock covered feet padding on the hard floor.

I walked into the kitchen grabbing a cup and filling it with water. I choked on my water when a someone yelled. "Chloe?! What are you doing out of bed?!"

I turned to see Sam walking towards me with a concerned look on his face. "What are you talking about?" I asked wiping my mouth to get the water that I spilled off.

"You should be in bed. Are you okay? Just tell me what you need and I'll get it." He said taking the glass from me and started pushing me back to my room.

"S-Sam! Sam I'm fine!" I moved out of his reach. "What is going on with you?"

He didn't say anything. He just looked at me. I jumped slightly hearing mom yell from across the room.

"Chloe? What on earth are you doing out of bed young lady? Sit down!" She fussed coming over and pushing me into a chair.

"Sam go get Dr. Hals." She said and Sam nodded obediently.

"Mom. What is your problem? I'm fine. I feel fine. Why is everyone freaking out?" I asked but she wasn't paying attention. She was too busy checking me up and down. Looking for something.

"Are you okay? Do you have any head pain? Any chest pain? Are you dizzy? Thirsty? Hungry? Are you sure you're alright? Do you want to go to bed? Lay down? Just stay here. Dr. Hals will be here soon." This went on for a few minutes until a man in a white coat shows up with Sam, Steve, Wanda, and Vision all in tow.

I assumed the man I didn't know was Dr. Hals. Cause...you know...white coat. Also; stethoscope. So...

The same thing happened as before. People asking me if I was sure I was okay. If I was hungry or thirsty. If I was dizzy, had any chest or head pain.

The last one was Doctor H.

Finally I had had enough. "Everyone shut up!" I yelled. I sighed at the instant quiet.

"Now. Why is everyone so concerned about me? I'm fine. I'm not dead. So if one more person asks me one more time if I'm hungry, thirsty, dizzy, if I'm feeling any pain, want to lie down, if I'm tired, or if I'm okay in general, I swear I am going to lose it!" I finished.

"But you're sure-" I cut the good doctor off.

"One. More. Person. It will not be pretty." I held up my finger and pointed it at him. He shut up after that.

"Now. Will someone please tell me what is wrong?" I asked after taking a minute to calm down.

"You passed out." Wanda told me.

"You had a panic attack and passed out." The doctor said.

"You've been asleep for two days, Chloe." Mom said bending down to my level.

"What?" Realization dawned on me as I remembered what happened. "Two days?"

I knew I had passed out. I just didn't know it was for that long.

"What happened while I was out?" I asked trying to shake it off.

"Chloe, I don't think you understand. People don't normally pass out during a panic attack. We just want to make sure that you are alright." Dr. Hals spoke.

"I'm sorry. No offense or nothing, but you don't know me. I just lost the one person who was there for me growing up. The closest thing I had to a brother, and all you can think about is how abnormal it is for a person to pass out from a panic attack? No thanks. I-I need some air." I stuttered getting up and pushing past everyone ignoring their protests.

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I stood shivering on the roof looking at the frozen lake. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to say. All I knew was that I had all these emotions locked up inside me and I needed to get them out.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

I wasn't yelling at anyone or anything in particular. I was just yelling. I didn't know what else to do.

I sat down at the edge of the roof—despite the snow—swinging my legs over the edge.

Why could life just be simple? Why did people have to die? Why did it have to be so hard.

I stood up standing at the very edge of the building. I saw people walking down on the snow covered ground. I was tempted to just jump.

I could stop all the pain.

'Never give up.' That's what my sweet Luke said.

Never give up.

My mind went to Harley and Cooper. I couldn't leave them.

"Chloe?!" I jumped at the sudden noise and fell.

I fell a couple feet before catching myself with my powers. There were a few screams coming from the ground, but I ignored them.

I levitated back up to the roof where a petrified Wanda stood. "Don't do that!! What if I was a normal person?! I could have died!" I yelled slapping her arm.

I wasn't angry or anything. I was just annoyed.

"You were going to jump!" She yelled back.

"No I wasn't! I mean I thought about it. But I wasn't really going to jump! Besides! You shouldn't yell at people who are standing at the edge of a roof!" I told her off.

"Well then don't stand at the edge of the roof and people won't make the assumption that you're going to jump!" Sighing, I sat down and she followed my actions.

"Did they send you up here?" She nodded her head handing me a coat.

"They thought that if anyone could understand what you were going through, it would be me." I smiled at her, slipping on the warm coat.

Wanda was able to understand certain things that everyone else couldn't. Or wouldn't.

"He should have a funeral." I said quietly.

"We thought you would want that. We didn't plan anything though. We thought you would want to plan it." She said and I felt a tear slip down my face.

"Thanks." She just pulled me into a side hug and mumbled a 'you're welcome'.

And this is another reason why I would never jump.

Poor Chloe. I think she might finally be losing it. Well at least she didn't jump. 🤷‍♀️

I really do feel bad about making her go through all this. Jk not really. Ok Maybe just a little.

Anyway it's gonna get just a little more worse for her. Sorry.😬 Not sorry.

But how is everyone? I started my freshman(I don't like the idea being a freshman. It makes me feel old) year of high school this week. (I'm homeschooled so I start early.) It's also like 100 degrees here!🥵

Tell me what you thought of the chapter. Kinda a filler this chapter was. But get ready for some tears in the next chapter.

Peace out until next time!✌️ Bye!