Hey everybody, my name is CircularBoat742 and I am here to bring you guys chapter 4! Yeah, things are getting serious now, like I stated before and things are rapidly progressing. I'll say this right now, I only need one hand to count down the remaining chapters I have planned (even though I didn't really plan for this to be too long). Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy and I'll see you guys next time, peace!

It wasn't rare that people would get comas from hitting their heads too hard, but in the sake of Ronnie Anne's injury, it didn't make sense to him. She was known to take a beating if she messed up on a trick or falling off her board, even though that's extremely rare for her. Lincoln seen her in terrible conditions because of a mess up, which left her with bandages around her arms and legs. But then again, she isn't God either. She can't just walk off everything that hurts her, and Lincoln has to accept that, even if he doesn't want to. She was going fast down a steep hill with no equipment on, and no way to stop herself. If anything, she could've died doing that, which honestly scares Lincoln to death.

Lincoln refused to leave his room for the rest of the night, not even to brush his teeth. He remained fixed on his bed, while his mind does all the work. At this point, Lincoln has cried so much, that he has ran out of tears, and what's left is him just breathing heavily, trying to assess the situation, but he was too sensitive. His sisters listen in as he breathed heavily, still feeling bad. But they know they can't just storm in like they usually do. They would get in big trouble from Lori and their parents, so they just stay there, listening until they heard enough and head back into their rooms. Lincoln, still fixed onto his own bed looks over at his desk and stares for a bit. Letting go of Bun-Bun, he walks over to his desk and opens a drawer. Inside the drawer was many of the love notes that Ronnie Anne made. He dug into the sea of them until he found the one thing that didn't fit with it. It was a photo of the two of them together, with Ronnie Anne giving Lincoln bunny ears. Lincoln felt tears fill up again as he kept looking at the image. He heads back onto his bed, places the image onto his chest, in hopes of it making him feel better, and then grabs Bun-Bun again and places it in his arms. It wasn't long after until he started sobbing again

The next thing Lincoln knew, he was in the street, staring up in the sky. He gets up, to only feel something hit his head, followed by laughter. He knew that laughter too well..He turns around to see Ronnie Anne, laughing as he awes at her. He couldn't believe it. The coma thing was some sort of dream that he had while on the ground. He did wanted to know why he had that dream, but he ignored it. His main focus was Ronnie Anne

Ronnie Anne: What's up with you Lame-O?

Lincoln: I-Er-uh-you-

Ronnie Anne:….Ok did I hit you too hard?

Lincoln:…S-Sorry about that. What happened?

Ronnie Anne: You were trying out my skateboard and you fell. You were out for like 5 minutes. Almost had me worrying there.

Lincoln: Then why did you hit me in the head?

Ronnie Anne: Thought you might've been messing with me.

Lincoln: Well I wasn't cause I don't remember anything.

Ronnie Anne: Well before you fell, I was gonna show you this cool place I skate around now.

Lincoln: Oh ok, show me!

Ronnie Anne: Follow me.

With that, Ronnie Anne took off with her skateboard, forcing Lincoln to run after her. After 5 agonizing minutes of running, Lincoln finally saw Ronnie Anne stop and look back

Ronnie Anne: We're here!

Lincoln: (gasping) Sheesh…thought you would've….stop from time….to time….ah..

Ronnie Anne: You're just slow Lame-O

Lincoln: Hey!

Ronnie Anne: Anyways, we're here. See for yourself

Lincoln walks past Ronnie Anne and looks ahead to see a hill in front of them…a very steep hill. Lincoln's dream came back into his head and he started worrying. Maybe it wasn't a dream..but a vision. Lincoln looks back to Ronnie Anne

Lincoln: Ronnie Anne…are you sure this is safe?

Ronnie Anne: Well I wouldn't classify it as safe…but I've done this before

Lincoln: (scared) But-But what about your equipment? Like your helmet?

Ronnie Anne: Ha! You think I'm gonna need my helmet for this? I'll be fine!

Lincoln: (scared) Well, look at this hill! What if you hit a pebble or something and you lose control?

Ronnie Anne: Lincoln, I'm gonna be fine, watch!

Without hesitation, she jumps onto her skateboard and dives down the steep hill. Basically having a panic attack, Lincoln quickly follows behind, but has to take cautious steps so he doesn't start tumbling. He went as fast as he could, still trying to keep a visual on her, but she was too fast. All he saw was the gust of wind she left, and then….silence. Lincoln stopped to hear for a second, to make sure he was correct and yep…just silence. He didn't hear the wheels rolling anymore. Panicking, he starts running faster and begins to trip up a little. After a bit, he finally reached leveled ground and he saw nothing…..nothing good

He runs over and sees her skateboard, broken in half. His heart pounding, he frantically searches around and sure enough…he finds her

Lincoln: (trembling) No…no…no, no, no, no, NO!

He rushes over to her and stops in his tracks. He sees that her purple sweater is torn up, legs and arms slashed and cut from the ground, cuts on her cheek, but most importantly, her head had a huge gash on the top, bleeding rapidly. Lincoln eyes teared up as he witnesses this horrific accident.

Lincoln: (teary eye) Ronnie Anne…Please g-get up. Do you hear me?! Ronnie Anne! P-Please!

No response, what so ever. She stays limp, as her wounds get worse.

Lincoln: (teary eye) HELP! SOMEONE! ANYONE! PLEASE, MY FRIEND IS BADLY INJURED! I-I NEED SOMEONE! PLEASE…

No one but the two of them were in that area. Desperate, Lincoln tries to pick her up on his shoulders, but he's too weak to. He barely gets her off the ground. He falls to his knees and starts to cry over her. He grabs her again and puts her in his arms, as he sobs uncontrollably about the situation.

Lincoln: (sobbing) I-I Knew this wasn't s-safe! I…should've done something about it! But y-y-you took off before I can!

Lincoln looks at her face, which is battered up with scrapes and cuts

Lincoln: (sobbing) I'm sorry…

He puts his head down and continues to sob over her…

Lincoln jolted up, screaming. He's in his bedroom, not in the street. Confused, Lincoln pinches himself, and he feels pain. He was dreaming about the situation he just witnessed. Thinking he just had one of those "dreams in dreams" dream, he sighs in relief, that is until something falls onto his head. He grabs it and looks, only to find out that it's the same image of Ronnie Anne and Him taking the picture together. Remembering last night, he starts to tear up again. He grabs Bun-Bun, who has been at his side the whole time and looks at the image one last time

Lincoln: (teary eye) You didn't deserve this….

And that's a wrap on chapter 4. Probably got you guys with the whole dream sequence. Probably not though. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the chapter and I'll see you next time, peace!