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Chapter 7 - Reality is horrible

"Monster!" Lauren shouted, which made everyone flinch at her outburst. They looked at her with worried expressions.

Lauren remembered the most horrible night of her life, but as the memory started to come back, it made her calmness fade away and darkness enveloped her.

"Don't try too hard," the doctor said, patting the back of her hand. Smoothing it over so she could relax. "You shouldn't try to force it; it will come on its own and you will remember it all."

It didn't feel like it would ever come to her ever again. It felt like everything was a blur, like her synapses just weren't connecting the way they should. What actually happened with her?

Exactly what kind of sedative did this doctor give me anyway? Lauren thought bitterly.

"Don't worry, we will look after it." She heard her uncle snick, and the tears she once held dropped one by one after seeing him. Harrison was quick to hold her in his arms and pat her back. "It's okay."

When she calmed down and looked at his face, she felt as if she was looking at her mother's male version. She felt relieved that he was fine—or should one say she was fine after being chased by her death?

"I saw a boy there... In the parking lot. He did something to the monster and saved me." Her brain has started to collect the memories what had occurred before she collapsed.

She couldn't believe how brave he was. It was a heroic act that she will never forget. The boy's quick thinking and bravery amazed her. Lauren will always be grateful for what he did to protect her from the monster. His courage left her in awe. She couldn't have made it out of there unscathed without his help.

It was clear that the boy had a heart of gold. His selflessness proved that there's still good in this world. The boy's actions were nothing short of heroic. His bravery saved her from a terrible fate, but what she discovered that night was already freaking her out.

"He was Elliott," Hazel came forward and sat near her after holding Lauren's hand. She added. "He saved you. He got you to Dr. Morticia before you could bleed out."

"Bleed out?"

"You were badly hurt by the glasses, and your ankles were badly damaged. I would suggest you stay in your room all the time. It will be good if you don't roam around here for some time or days. And by that time, your ankles will be fine... It is just for the care before something bad happens."

Something bad happens to my ankles or me? Lauren had to think. She remembered that the monster grasped her ankles really tight. As she tried to move her foot, she was hit by the sharp pain.

Lauren sighed. 'I can't stay like this for more than two days,' she mentally yelled.

"You're fine," her uncle informed, his voice low and soothing.

He reached for her hand and patted it a few times. "Thankfully, Elliott was there. He slowed the bleeding and got you to Morticia's cabin before..."

"Before I died." Lauren complete what he wouldn't.

Harrison's face turned white. "Don't think about that now! Lauren, my dear child. You're fine."

Because that boy saved me, Lauren thought.

"Where are you going?" Harrison asked when he saw Lauren pushing the coverlet off her.

"You just said I am fine." Lauren deadpanned. A smile broke on Hazel's and Morticia's face hearing her playing with her uncle.

"But you still need to rest." He put a firm hand on her shoulder and gently pushed her back against the bed. "Please." He requested.

"Of course, I do." They all smiled when they saw her lying on the bed and didn't argue anymore.

Otherwise, they were expecting a huge drama before they would be able to explain anything to her because they couldn't answer her questions at the moment.

Harrison and Morticia walked out, closing the door behind them. What happened last night was unbelievable and unthinkable.

How can some thing like that exist in the world? She may believe in vampires or werewolves, but not monsters. That disgusts her.

She finds it absurd to believe in imaginary creatures that do not exist in reality. She cannot fathom why anyone would associate themselves with such concepts.

Alternatively, she may enjoy the mythical aspects of vampire and werewolf lore but find the idea of monstrous beings unsettling and uninteresting. She prefers to stick to the more fantastical elements of the supernatural world.