Disclaimer: We meet again, idiot disclaimer that has no idea that I don't own anything except the plot and my own characters. Someone should really put duct tape on your mouth, but you don't have one because you're not a person.

Random fact:

I have a weak spot for pickles and ice cream. But who doesn't? I'm a kid for crying out loud.

My birthday is in two weeks! I will be 12…

I woke up in a disgusting room. It was horrible! It was all white, even the furniture. But it took a second to register that I was in a hospital. How the hell did I get here?

I started feeling around my body for my phone, but it wasn't there. I was in a hospital gown. Great, just great.

I looked out the window and saw that it was still dark out.

Then, a nurse walked in. She had brown hair, that was curly, but you could tell it wasn't natural because her hair looked…how do I say it? Burnt. Like a biscuit that my mom cooks. She had way too much makeup on, and I wanted to say, Lady, your face is not a coloring book. But I didn't, because I don't want someone who hates me taking care of me.

I'd learned that first-hand, many, many years ago. But that's another story for another day. Let's just say Danny got his revenge on me.

Anyway, the woman walked towards me and turned a scowl to a fake smile.

"How are you doing, Sweetie?" she asked.

"I'm fine. What happened?"

"Well, you were at the mall, and you passed out.

Now I remember everything.

"Oh…"

"But you should be free to go. The doctor said you fainted from anxiety and all the weight you were carrying made it worse…"

"Okay, then…I'll just be going."

Your clothes are in the bathroom. You redhead friend brought all of your clothes to your apartment, and left clean clothes for you here."

I thanked her and ran the restroom.

~oOo~

I unlocked my door to find Patricia sitting on my couch, eating a Snickers bar.

"You're back!" she yelled, getting up and swallowing me in a bear hug.

"Yeah. I feel fine; I just don't know what happened."

"Well, if I were you, I'd get some rest. We have first day of college tomorrow."

"Oh…" my voice was small. I wasn't the most enthusiastic about school.

"Well I have to go."

"Okay. Meet me here tomorrow at 7 am, 'kay?"

"Kkay."

Then Patricia walked out of the door.

I sat on my black couch trying to figure out how to why the hell did I pass out from anxiety?

Maybe it was David… I don't still have feelings for him… do I?

Well that's a question that I'm going to sleep off.

I hoped in the shower quickly and feel asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

My whole body was shaking as I knocked on Fabian's door.

He opened it, smiling widely at me, and let me in.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey…Look, I, I…I have something to tell you."

"That's a serious face," he noticed.

I nodded.

I took a deep breath. "I'm going to date David again. He said that this time, he really does love me and we are going to try it again.

Fabian's scowl looked like it was permanent.

He put his fingers to his temples.

"When are you going to learn, Nina?" he asked angrily.

"When am I going to learn? What do I have to learn, Fabian? I can look out for myself perfectly fine!"

"Well that's you if you want to date that douche."

"This is about David? Don't go there, Fabian!"

"You know that he's going to break your heart again! Why are you going back to him?"

He went there.

"I've changed him, Fabian. He's not the jerk he used to be. I changed you, right?"

That got him more angry.

"You know what? I don't even know why I even bother with you! You can leave, but remember this: When you get heartbroken because of your precious angel boyfriend, I won't be there to pick you up!" he yelled.

I was on the brink of tears.

"So you could be friends with Joy, even kiss her once, and I can't date my ex? Nice to know how our friendship works, Fabian! I hope you drop dead, but after Joy hurts you. Your mother won't be here to stop you from over-dosing on pain killers! And I won't be here, so you'll die, just like you want to!" I yelled, storming out of the door. I knew Fabian was really mad now, but he didn't follow me.

I stomped all the way to the elevator, and was glad no one was in there when I slid down the wall and started to cry, even though I had reached my floor.

What did I do? I thought. I ruined my relationship with my best friend. Fabian hates me, now. But how could he insult David like that? I love him… at least I think I do…

I woke up drenched with sweat and teary-eyed. I checked my clock. It read 2:15 A.M. I was breathing heavily. The dream seemed so real, it felt like it happened.

I got up out of bed, determined to go to Fabian's apartment and make sure we were still friends.

~oOo~

Fabian opened up the door, annoyed because it was two a.m.

"What?" he asked rudely, but then he saw my expression and the tears streaming down my face.

"What's wrong?" he asked, and gestured for me to come in.

We sat on his gray couch, and I told him all about my dream. I was crying into his shirt the whole time.

"I'm sorry your shirt is all wet," I said through sniffles.

"It's alright," he said. I put my head back on his shoulder and continued to cry.

"Ssh," Fabian said, rubbing my back. "It's going to be alright."

That was the last thing I remember hearing before I went into a peaceful sleep.

Sorry it's so short, guys, but at least it's an early update! I'm sorry to tell you this, but there will be a small amount of Fabina, before…it happens. And to find out just what it is, then you'll have to read more to find out!

Also, I have news. I have opened a new twitter account for my fanfiction account. It's not my personal twitter, but it's just my twitter for fanfiction. I love being tweeted to, and it love being followed! Plus, I will follow you back! My twitter name for my FF account is Greek_Goddess00. My email for my fanfiction account is greek goddess00 yahoo . com. Without the spaces, of course. Fanficion wouldn't let me write the whole thing out.

Tune in on Saturday for my next update! Peace out!