The helicopter picked us up, I could feel Mike picking me up into his arms and lifting me into the helicopter. I could feel new hands grab a hold of me and place me on a pallet. I could feel Mike climbing into the helicopter, I could feel him move toward me. I heard the pilots tell him to sit down elsewhere but then I heard him snarl back at the pilots, "I have to be next to her or we can't take off!"
I heard the pilots reluctantly give in and start to help the others inside, then I could hear the hushed voices of our friends. They sounded so bewildered, so surprised. The only person who wasn't surprised though was Sam, she had always hope that Mike would realize that I was the one for him and that I loved him more than Emily and Jessica combined. She just wished that it wouldn't have taken this long and almost being killed by Wendigo creatures for him to realize it.
Soon, I could feel Mike take my hand, I could feel him hold the back of my hand to his jaw, I could feel him smooth his thumb over my skin. I could feel his heart race, I could feel his emotions spinning around in confusion but I could always feel romantic love radiating off him. I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry, I wanted to shout but I could barely control my breathing. I had an oxygen mask placed on my face as the rest of my friends were seated. Chris and Ashley beside each other, Matt and Jess beside each other, Emily and Sam placed next to each other, much to the former's disgust.
All Emily wanted to do was get back to Beachcastle City and forget that this had ever happened, she already figured that Matt had made a decision and she was just waiting for a text saying they were over and he had chosen Jess. She never wanted to see any of us ever again, and I was fine with that.
My mind was racing inside the darkness, all these things happening, so fast, so distance but so close at the same time. I could barely contain my happiness at the touch of Mike's skin against my own, or hearing his words. It made my heart flutter with appreciation and love, like never before and I wanted to jolt up from the pallet and scream his name before wrapping my arms around his neck and telling him everything that I have been trying to tell him for years but unfortunately, I could not.
I was stuck in this strange coma esque state. It was the worst thing in the world. The feelings I felt at that moment were crazy and I couldn't spill any of it because I was stuck like this. I would be for a few hours. There had been interviews with my friends while I was in my strange state but I didn't hear them since they had commenced in another room. All I knew was that Mike never left my side until his interview but once his interview was over, he was right back at my side.
I was in this state overnight, and I wondered what was wrong with the doctors but that was until I suddenly felt like I couldn't breathe and there was fire again. Those pesky fire nightmares were at it again! My whole body was on fire! I couldn't breathe! I started to shake in my hospital bed, startling my friends. I heard Mike say my name fearfully, then I heard Sam assure me that I was safe in the hospital. That wasn't enough to get me to stop whimpering but it was enough to help me out of my current state.
With a jolt, a gasp, and a scream, I was awake, fully awake, my eyelids flying open at top speed, blinking rapidly. I held a hand to my face and the other was squeezed by the boy I loved. I was breathing hard, my eyes closing for a moment, so I could calm myself. It felt so real, I thought I was dying.... Again. My nightmares were always so vivid. I hated them more than I hated my biological mother for leaving me with my poor father.
"Oh, God, my head," I groaned, looking to the hand that was currently caught in two others, "where am I? Where's my father? Where's Daddy?" I was immediately scared, not truly remembering that we had traveled to the hospital in Beachcastle City.
Sam moved to my side as did Chris and Ashley, worried as hell about me. Chris took my hand and held it to his cheek, "my dear sister, you're alive!"
"Bless you, you're awake!" Ashley cried happily, smiling from ear to ear.
"We thought we were losing you for real there for a moment," Sam was smiling as well, relieved, touching a hand to my cheek, almost motherly.
I sighed in relief, I was in the company of my friends, I was safe but I still wanted my father. I smiled lightly in return.
Mike squeezed my hand, I could feel his heart screaming in relief, "Oh my God! You're okay," he exclaimed beaming at me.
I looked to him, smirking lightly and furrowing my brow before looking to Jess and Matt who were sitting in chairs at the foot of my hospital bed. I eyed Jess curiously but she smiled and waved the situation away as if she had let Mike go. My eyes lit up, grinning at her while almost bursting into tears. Jess merely smiled happily at me as she took Matt's hand and turned to him, who was smirking happily.
Then, it hit me, we were missing one person, "what happened to Emily?" I asked, quite confused.
Everyone became uncomfortable. That's when I knew something bad had happened.
Sam sighed, "she's with her parents," she said which wasn't entirely wrong, "she instantly forgot that you saved our lives when she was interviewed. All she could remember was that Mike tried to shoot her and that you had known about the whole situation as if you were the Psycho and not Josh," she said this gravely and I frowned, swallowing hard.
"She-" I cut myself off, trying to control my anger.
Mike demanded my attention by tugging on my hand. "Hey, you just woke up, don't you go thinking about ways to knock yourself out again," he told me and I sighed in defeat, nodding in agreement.
"Alright, alright," I gave in, his voice so soothing and convincing, "but on other matters, where is my dad? I want my dad," I said starting to cry.
"I'll go get him for you," Chris said before leaving the room to retrieve my father.
Soon, my father came bustling into the room, demanding how I was feeling and what the hell happened in Canada. I shook my head, pulling my hand from Mike's and shifting to wrap my arms around my father's shoulders, crying. I just wanted him to hold me, I wanted my daddy to tell me he missed me and that he would never let anything happen to me ever again. He sighed in defeat, wrapping his arms around me and stroking my hair, telling me it was alright now. I was safe and he would always be there so long as I called him. I cried into his shoulder for a very long time before pulling away when the doctor came in to run some tests. When she was done, she said I was free to go. Sam retrieved my bag with my extra clothes and everyone left the room by order of my father before he was following. I dressed quickly and left the room, telling my father I wanted to go home.
We all left the hospital together.
Matt, Jess, Sam, Ash, Chris, Mike, me and Daddy.
My hand in Mike's the entire walk to my daddy's car....