Chapter 53

Sophia's POV ~

I felt like i was lost. It was dark without totally being dark. From what i can see there's nothing where i am; where ever it is i am. I started to see a brighter light but it was still dark. The bright light got more intense the "closer" i got to it. I heard someone calling my name but i couldn't make out who it was.

"Soph?" They said. "Come on Sophia..." They sounded sad. It was a guys voice i knew that much.

Even though i was walking around with my eyes open. I felt like i had to open them more. I tried my hardest but nothing happened. Again i heard the person calling my name.

"Soph..." The guy said again sounding even more upset then before. The light became unbearably bright. I was squinting but had the thought of fully opening my eyes still. So i did. As i opened my eyes fully the super bright light disappeared into a dull afternoon sunlight. I felt short of breath and couldn't place where i was. I looked around and saw Dylan. A look of relief filled his face.

"Where am i?" I asked.

"Thank god..." Dylan said. He hugged me tight and i was really confused.

"What happened?" I asked really confused. Dylan pressed his lips to my forehead and squeezed me tighter. "Where are we?" I asked. He still didn't answer me. "Dylan!" I said. He let go of me and held me at arms length.

"Do you remember anything?" He asked.

"Like what?" I asked.

"Where we are or what we were doing." Dylan said. I thought about, i thought really hard about it.

"Uh... We went to sleep at the hotel." I said. Dylan pursed his lips and his eyes were watery.

"Really?" He asked.

"Really Dyl, and where are we?" I looked around. It looked like an office. I realized i felt really cold. There was an icepack on my lap. I picked it up but Dylan took it from my hands and placed it on the table next to us.

"We're at Disney..." He said. "This morning we got up, had breakfast, came here and went on a few rides. Then you said you weren't feeling well. That you felt hot. I asked if you wanted to rest but you said that you were fine. We were on line for a ride and you just passed out." I was listening to him but i was also in my own thoughts. A scary realization came to me.

"Is Ryan okay?" I asked shooting straight up out of Dylan's lap.

"Don't move so fast," He placed his hands on my hips sitting me back down on his lap. "What are you talking about?" Dylan asked. I was literally freezing now, i started shivering.

"How long was i out?" I asked. Dylan was rubbing my arms up and down to warm me up.

"Ah, Miss. Johnson you are up." A worker came in the room where Dylan and i were.

"I don't know how you are so calm." Dylan said to the worker.

"I told you Mr. O'Brien people pass out from the heat all the time." The man smiled and left.

"It's been like 3 hours Soph... You can't remember anything from this morning?" Dylan asked again, i just shook my head no. All i remember was getting back to the hotel and going to bed.

"Is Ryan okay?" I asked again.

"I'm going to run you down on the past 24 hours okay?" Dylan said.

"Okay..." I said, i was mad he hadn't answered my question yet.

"So last night we went to dinner and then Disney." He paused and i nodded. "Then after Disney we went back to the hotel and went to bed-" I cut him off.

"Okay genius i know that stuff how about the things i can't remember." I said sarcastically.

"I'm getting there." He said. "You woke up screaming and crying in the middle of the night about you having a dream about that Ryan had died. You called Jackie and everything was fine. I went back to sleep but when i woke up this morning you said you hadn't gone back to sleep, that you had stayed up. We had breakfast and then came to Disney. Then you passed out while we were on line for a ride." Listening to what happened some of it seemed familiar.

"Some of that sounds familiar..." I said hesitantly. "But you still didn't answer my question."

"He's fine Soph why?" Dylan said.

"What? Really?" I asked.

"What are you talking about?" Dylan asked.

"I guess while i was unconscious-but it felt so real...-Ryan had died... I guess i kind of remember this morning, the not going back to sleep but-I just don't understand why it felt so real." I said. I was trying to gather my thoughts but couldn't. Dylan pressed his lips to mine; it was hard too. As we pulled apart i felt more capable of thinking. "So this... This is all real. Not a dream? Not a figment of my imagination from being unconscious? This is all real?" I asked.

"Yes Soph." Dylan nodded.

"So you're fine, i'm fine, Ryan's fine. Everyone's okay?" I asked.

"Yes." Dylan said. I placed my hands on his cheeks and looked him deep in the eyes.

"Pinch me." I said.

"What? No." He said.

"Yes pinch me! So i know i'm not dreaming or hallucinating!" I said.

"I'm not pinching you Soph!"

"Do it!" I said. Dylan shook his head and pinched my arm. "Ow!!" I yelled while rubbing my arm.

"Well what were you expecting?" Dylan asked. I felt like i was going to be sick again. What the hell is wrong with me?

"Dylan... Can you bring me to my therapist?" I asked. I thought hard about the past few days... I had been doing something that i shouldn't have been and didn't tell anyone. Dylan saw the look in my eyes.

"Yeah, lets go." He said.

I stood up and felt off balance. Dylan held onto me as i walked. We thanked the worker for helping us and left. When we got to the car we started the 2 hour and 30 minute drive home.

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On the way home i called Jackie. I got to talk to Ryan who was alive, doing well and most importantly not dead. We pulled up to the therapist place and Dylan looked at me.

"Can i ask you something?" Dylan asked. I nodded and pressed my lips together. He pulled my prescription bottle from out of his pocket. I sighed and Dylan looked broken inside. "Did you take more then you should have?" He asked looking at the bottle that wasn't as full as it should be and then to me.

"I-n...n-maybe..." I chocked on my words. I had been taking antidepressants that my therapist prescribed to me. Lately they just haven't been working... So i was taking more then the prescription called for hoping it would help. Hence the side effects taking me over like crazy; throwing up, dizziness, most likely the reason for passing out and the memory loss and the hallucinating while unconscious from passing out...

"Why?" Dylan asked.

"They weren't working anymore... I thought if i took more they would help again." I said looking into my lap.

"You don't truly believe that do you?" He asked taking my hand in his. I looked up making eye contact with him.

"No..." I sighed. "I just... I was doing so good. I was happy and feeling great and then Ryan went all ape shit trying to kill himself... I've just been so worried about him being okay and feeling like it was my fault-don't say it we talk about it every session that it wasn't my fault and we're working on it.-but, i just want to be happy and carefree and feel like i did a few months ago. Just happy to be with you. I took the meds praying they would help but it just made everything worse... I'm sorry." I sighed.

"Sophia you should have just talked to me. I care about you so much that if something happened to you i would go insane. I think they should take you off the medication and have therapy 2 or 3 times a week instead... I think that would be best." Dylan said. He was silent and so was I. "Promise me you won't take more then you're supposed to again? I-if i lost you... Like you know if you overdosed... Just don't okay?" Dylan held back tears. I placed my hand on his cheek and pursed my lips.

"Okay... I promise." I softly smiled. Dylan picked up his one hand and stuck his pinky out.

"Pinky promise?" He said. Taking my free hand i hooked my pinky on his.

"Pinky promise." I said. Our lips met and the kiss deepened. Letting go of his hand it made its way to my cheek. My hands now on the nape of his neck.

"I wish i could just take you away with me and just leave." Dylan said.

"I would like that..." I whispered against his lips. He now had me pulled into a hug.

"Soph..." He chuckled. "I can't just run off with you. I would get arrested." Dylan laughed.

"No you wouldn't; we're both 18." I said and smiled.

"Here's my promise to you. As soon as we graduate, you and i can move into a place of our own. Somewhere, anywhere." Dylan smirked his typical smirk.

"Really?" I asked, he nodded.

"Yes. Just you and me, get away from this terrible place and all the drama." Dylan said, i opened my mouth to talk but he cut me off. "Of corse Gracie could still hang around." He laughed and i playfully punched his arm. But that was what i was going to say to him haha.

I climbed out of my seat and onto Dylan's lap. Snaking my arms around his neck i hugged him tightly. He hugged me back. I couldn't help but smile. I kissed the side of his neck and then nestled my head in the crook of his neck. We sat in silence and just held each other close. Dylan was just a guy to me when i first met him. He didn't have any special place in my heart when we met. I hadn't known him forever and always liked him. He wasn't even a neighbor. He was just a guy; A guy i met only 5 months ago turned into my whole world. Just a guy that by chance got my 1st period class out of all the available ones, a guy who didn't know my past but once he found out still stayed with me, a guy that i want to run away with and spend the rest of my life with. A guy who stole my heart and can carry my trust.

"I love you so so much Dylan." I said softly.

"I love you so so so so so much too Sophia." Dylan chuckled.

After a little while i crawled out of his lap and back into my seat. He drove to the hospital and i talked to Ryan. He was actually doing really well. So i don't know whats been up with my dreams and shit, probably the medicine. But he should be leaving the hospital soon. Then i actually admitted myself to the hospital... Sounds crazy yeah i know but since i had been basically "overdosing" on my meds for like a week they needed to clean my system out. My parents and Dr. Walker wound up coming to the hospital. Dr. Walker took me off the medication and upped my sessions to 3 days a week. I got to go home that night which was nice. Dylan wound up coming back to my house and staying over.

~That night~

I was snuggled up against Dylan. We took up the one couch and Tara was on the other couch watching a movie with us. She went up to bed at around 10. Dylan and i stayed and watched another movie. Dylan had his arms wrapped around me, my hands where placed on top of his and our fingers interlaced.

"Want to go up to your room soon?" Dylan asked.

"No i'm comfy here." I smiled softly and yawned. Dylan laughed and pulled the blanket up over us more so we weren't freezing. I drifted off to sleep in his arms, peacefully and happily.

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So........ Plot twist! Ryan's not really dead. You really thought i would kill off Ryan? Ha! {So if you didn't understand it cause it could be a little confusing. Essentially Sophia was overdosing on her antidepressants and was having side effects. Between the heat, stress, and running around she passed out and while unconscious was like hallucinating that Ryan died. When she comes to and wakes up she can't really remember what happened that day. Dylan re-jogs her memory and then they leave and blah blah blah...} alrighty!! I guess thats it! Comment, like, vote! ✨ Krissy