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A pain in the back of my head came through the numb feeling that I had been in for hours as I was waking up. I wanted to tell them to let me sleep forever, to let me feel no pain, but that wasn't possible. That would include something on the lines of dying.

My eyelids shut tighter as the light became more and more enhanced. I groaned, shifting in my position. Was I lying down? I moved again and felt slight pressure on the side of my right arm as I tried to open my eyes.

"Where am I?" I slurred, laughing at how I sounded. I sounded high on medication, and that's when it all came back to me.

Fighting with K.C., hearing a gun shot. I wondered where Alice was-was she okay? I remembered the pain, the sweltering from the bullet as it hit my side. Falling down, losing consciousness.

Was I safe?

That was something that I didn't know. I felt safe as I didn't hear K.C.'s voice in the distance, but who drugged me? I wished for it to be doctors, since I couldn't feel where the bullet hit me. But who in God's name would have the urge to shoot me? The numbing became oppressive after a while, and I wished for it to immediately go away so I could take control over my body.

"Clare." I heard a feminine voice say, but the voice sounded different. It sounded like when you're underwater and someone is calling for you from above. "Clare."

Then, more voices came into my hearing and I could hear several people talking about my condition, as if to explain it to someone. "She should heal within a few weeks, but we'd like to have her stay here for a week or so. Just so then we know that she is healing properly." A male voice said, and then I understood that I was in a hospital.

Mom's hand touched my cheek, my eyes fluttering open. Her face looked pained yet relieved as she smiled at me. I looked at where the doctors were, talking to my father. I guessed that they had resolved their fighting issues and were going to stay together, which made me internally smile.

"Mom." I groaned as I felt my stomach painfully move from me talking. I winced afterwards, my hand drawn to the pain in my side.

"We were so worried," She said, tears falling down her face like I guessed they had been. "When we heard that you were shot, I…" She trailed off, not wanting to finish. And I didn't want her to; it was painful to even think about the memory.

"Who shot me?" I whispered, not having anymore strength to talk louder. I wanted to fall asleep again.

Mom shook her head, her eyes closing. "We don't know. We had heard that the… 'person'… was trying to shoot K.C., but had poor aim and had hit you. Other than that, we don't know, honey." I looked at her in disbelief, wanting to know who had put me here.

"So that person is still out there?" I said an octave higher, wincing as the pain came back. She nodded, looking almost regretful for telling me. "They need to find him," I whispered. "Before he or she hurts someone else."

Mom took my hand in hers gently, kissing it. I watched her silently as she put it back on my lap, feeling somewhat empty. I didn't know who had shot me, and yet I still had to live my life without knowing? That was overbearing!

"Visiting hours is almost over," she sniffled, looking at me. I nodded, remembering that I had to stay here for a week. "But we will come back tomorrow, and maybe we can get Alli to bring you your assignments from school?" I nodded, yawning slowly to not bring the pain back.

"Bye, Mom." I murmured, looking at my hands. I couldn't bear to look at her expression as she and my father left the room, leaving me alone.

Turning on the TV, I watched several shows until I yawned once more, this time too overwhelming for my wound. I was ready to scream in pain but I kept my mouth closed, feeling a little bit overdramatic with the situation. But I had a right to; I wanted to know who had shot me. I would find out who shot me. I just had to heal for the moment, and then I could be on this task to watch K.C.'s enemies closer, to see if it really was an accident. And I would have to find out about Alice, too.

"I think it's time to give you another dose of medication." A nurse said as she came into my room and I nodded. She added the liquid to the IV and I winced as I felt the IV kick in again, but then sleep ensued.

The days went on the same way, watching TV or going on my laptop for hours and then falling asleep at a decent hour, until Friday. Friday was when I was allowed to depart the hospital and return home, my wound mostly healed. I was surprised by how fast it had healed, but I still did things with caution for it was not done healing. The doctor said, "If you do one thing with too much strain on that side of your body, the heal will reopen and you will be back here for another week." I winced as I thought about how much pain that would be, but I nodded and smiled as I left with my mother.

"Is dad going to be home when we get there?" I asked, looking out the window in contentment. My face fell as I noticed that my mother was in no rush to answer me, focusing on the road. I huffed loudly, feeling a tinge of pain in my side, but I ignored it. "Are you two still fighting?" I asked as my voice wavered.

This time she looked at me with sincerity. "Everything is fine," she lied, smiling. "Your father will not be home tonight because he is at work; the company has been having major issues with their new product." I shook my head as she turned back to watching the road, looking out the window in anger. My mother should at least know that she cannot lie to me; it's easy to spot when she lies.

We got to the house in record time, and although I wanted to run upstairs to my room, I slowly entered. It was chilly in the room as if it was a vacant house for weeks. I put on my jacket as I walked upstairs.

I saw that Alli had emailed me most of my assignments since she was too busy to come to the hospital to see me, but I bought it anyways. She was falling for Drew, and she was acting like I had when I was with K.C. I laughed; love can do weird things to people.

I prayed to God as I hoped that K.C. didn't tell Eli anything about our conversation since it was one that I had partially made up for his own guilt. I regretted even conveying my crush on Eli, but I couldn't take it back now. That would just make things worse in my case.

I had two days to finish all of my missed assignments, which would be easy to do for me, but it wouldn't be easy to talk to people in school on Monday. I wondered what rumors were made about K.C. and I and the incident I was part of, and I wondered if K.C. talked to anyone about the whole conversation.

I hoped Monday would just be a regular school day, but things are hard to receive; especially when you take part in them.

This chapter isn't much of importance to me, but it's a filler before I can bring in more entertaining things. Reviews are highly appreciated! )