About 10 minutes later my grandparents rushed into the room. After my near death experience, no sorry, make that my second near death experience (counting being abducted) I have decided to grow closer to them. "Oh, honey! Sorry we took so long, got to excuse the old hips," grandma said. I laughed. "No way! Trust me, you're fine,"

"Are you sure?" Grandpa asked. "Oh!" Grandma said, while slightly hitting his arm. This was what I imagined grandparents would be like. I was just filled with joy knowing they were mine. "The doctor said that you need to be here for one more day, then you're home free," grandpa said.

Home... Jacob!

"Jacob's still home alone!" I exclaimed.

"Not to worry, we've taken care of the situation," grandma assured.

I went pale, the last time they 'took care of the situation' I was abducted. I'm beginning to trust them, but so far I don't trust their problem solving skills. "What do you mean?" I asked warily. "Jacob is staying in an indoor apartment, we've explained everything. I believe he answered "this totally beats disney!". Do not worry about water, he has a special... Thing that takes him to the surface. It's called a human hub," grandma said.

I let out the air that I hadn't noticed I was holding. "As much as we love being with you, we have... Things to attend too," grandpa said, looking troubled. They walked out the door.

For about an hour I was alone, but as a gift, I got a new iPhone, so it kept me entertained. I changed into some fresh clothes, a white frilly skirt, dark blue converse and a dark blue shirt. Wasn't really my style, but it was growing on me.

I decided to do an iMovie trailer. I was shooting the last scene when Chris walked in, in the room and the view of the camera. I was shooting a scary one so him suddenly waltzing in scared me half to death, and trust me, I know the feeling.

"What are you doing?"

"What? Nothing,"

"Are you making a movie trailer,"

"No!"

"Let me see it!"

"No!"

Chris chased after me and I ran around the bed.

"Chris come on," I pleaded. I was cornered. He walked up to me and put his forearm on my shoulders and his other on my elbows, just like when we first met. "Seem familiar?" he smiled.

I tried to focus on escaping, because I knew if I looked at him I would be paralyzed. His face was inches to mine, inches turned to centimeters, centimeters turned to millimeters, and millimeters turned to nothing. I hadn't realized until that moment it was he that had moved forward, not me. I bent my arm and put the phone in his hand. He pulled back, looking at the phone.

"Fine, you can see it," I said as he released me. Even though I acted like what just happened didn't, I was exploding on the inside.

He watched, smiling the whole time. "There I am," he exclaimed at the end. "Wanna make one together? I can't leave until tomorrow," I said, turning to him. He put the camera up and took a video of me smiling, already inserting it in the frame. I took that as a yes.

*****

A day, five movie trailers, and 10 million words later, it was 7:30. A nurse peeked in and said it was time for bed. I furrowed my brow at the early time and Chris laughed. "Even though you don't feel sick, doesn't mean you really aren't. The medicine they gave you should be wearing off in five minutes, the side effects will be back and you'll start talking about..."

My eyes widened. I rushed into the bathroom and changed. But as I was walking out I felt really dizzy and saw the floor about to meet my face. Chris swooped in and carried me cradle style to the bed. "I told you," he chided. "I'm not delirious yet, stay," I said.

He sat down next to me and smiled. I could feel myself slipping.

Oh no, here it comes.

"Thank you,"

"For what?"

"Earlier,"

"What do you mean?"

"Come, I'll whisper it,"

"What?"

I pecked a kiss on his lips, it sent a tingle through my body.

"Earlier,"

He blushed. All of a sudden I felt something enter me, like another consciousness. But it hurt, it was pain and rage. It was made out of suffering and torture. It was taking over my brain.

I Convulsed, my movements involuntary. I screamed at the top of my lungs, my throat ripping apart. Though I was no longer in control, I could pay attention to what was going on.

"When the sun sets for the last, when the flowers blooms are past, all of you will beg for life, at the point of a blossoms knife," I said, but it wasn't me.

"Emily!" Chris shouted.

I was me again but I was going to pass out.

"Chris..." I whispered, before it all went black.

A/N

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