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Why Now?

Chapter 4

Dreams Of What Could Come

Dorm

Walking down the white painted walls of the hospital, Zoey quickened into a run, excited about seeing Logan. The doctors had said he was doing better and she wanted to be there if he woke up. Opening the door to his room, she smiled.

"Hey, Logan," she said, as she sat at the chair beside his bed. Taking his hand in her own, she opened her mouth to say something before a sound reached her ears.

Looking in horror at the heart monitor, she saw one long, continuous green line sitting horizontally across the screen. "Oh, God no," Zoey said, panic stricken as she ran into the hall, screaming for a doctor. "Somebody, help!" Seeing a doctor and a band of nurses rush into Logan's room she followed them as she felt tears falling down her face. Please, Logan. Please. Watching as the doctor shook her head she felt a new batch of tears fall down her face.

"Call it," the doctor said, looking at her watch. "Time of death 10:38 AM." Covering Logan's face with the pure white cover, the doctor and nurses seemed to morph into her friends.

"It's all your fault," Chase said, glaring at Zoey with hatred.

"You killed him," Dana spat.

"You killed my best friend," Michael said, stepping forward.

"You're the reason he's dead," Nicole said.

"All your fault," a voice said behind Zoey. Spinning around Zoey was met with dozens of copies of her friends. All of them were glaring at her with such malice, Zoey felt as if she was going to die right there. "No, no, no, no," Zoey chanted, putting her hands over her ears and closing her eyes tight. Sinking to the ground Zoey slowly began to rock back and forth as she continued to chant her mantra of disbelief. "This isn't real. This isn't real. Oh, God don't be real."

"ZOEY!"

Snapping her eyes open and springing up into a sitting position Zoey tried to catch her breath. Feeling her shoulders begin to shake and tears cascade down her face she brought her legs up to her chest and placed her head between her knees.

"Zoey?" Nicole asked, placing a hand on her friend's shoulder and frowning as she flinched. "What's wrong?"

"Zoey, it's okay. Whatever it was, it was just a dream," Chase said, worried at seeing one of his closest friends in tears over a dream.

"You were tossing and turning like mad," Michael said.

"Your screaming woke us up," Dana said, trying to hide the worry she felt for her friend.

"He was dead," Zoey whispered.

"Who?" Michael asked, already suspicious of the answer.

"Logan," Zoey said, her voice breaking. "He was dead and you were all saying it was my fault…that I killed him."

"Zoey, the accident wasn't your fault! We told you that," Nicole said, hugging her friend.

"Yes it is!" Zoey cried. "I was the one that fought with him! I told him to leave! I told him to stay out of my life! I told him I hated him! If I hadn't said that he wouldn't have left and he wouldn't be in a coma!"

"Zoey, that's just it," Michael said. "You two fight and you scream at each other. It was a natural thing for you two and it's natural he got mad and left. There's no way you could have known there would be an accident."

"But-"

"No buts, Zoey," Dana said. "As scary as it is, Michael's right. I feel partly to blame too."

"You? Why?" Zoey asked.

"I could have held him back longer or somehow pushed him out of the way," Dana said closing her eyes as memories of the accident filled her mind. Quickly shaking her head, she looked at Zoey. "It wasn't your fault. And it wasn't my fault either. We all just need something to blame."

"Yeah," Chase said.

"We're all thinking about the what ifs," Michael said. "We're trying not to think about Logan being in a coma-"

"But, by thinking about the what ifs is worse it makes it worse than it was," Zoey finished. Looking down at her watch Zoey noticed the time. "It's five," she said. "Do you want to go back to the dorms?"

"Yeah," Dana and Nicole said in unison.

"It'll be good," Chase said. "Especially since Dana dumped so much dirty water on my head."

"I said sorry," Dana said, smiling at the memory. Chase was ready to kill me.

"So…go back and meet at nine? We can go down for breakfast and then go to the hospital," Michael suggested.

"That sounds good," Zoey said. "We can take out Jet-Xs to the hospital. Save some money."

"Good idea," Michael said, gratefully. His wallet was getting light.

"See you at nine!" the girls yelled as they left.

Noticing the girls were gone, Chase and Michael rushed out the door leaving it unlocked and the door ajar. Behind them a dark shadow pushed the door open and entered. The wind slowly blew the door shut, making it look as though nothing had happened.

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"You okay, Zoey?" Nicole asked as Zoey slowly entered the dorm.

"I'll be fine," Zoey said, walking over to the closet and pulled out a pair of dark jeans and a purple tank top. Watching as Dana grabbed a pair of black studded pants and a red tank top she saw, from the corner of her eye, Nicole get a jean skirt and a blue tank top.

"Ready?" Nicole asked. Seeing her two friends nod they grabbed their bags and went to the bathroom.

"It's 5:30 in the morning on a Saturday morning. No normal person would be here if they didn't have a reason," Dana said. Going into one of the five open changing stalls, Dana heard her friends doing the same. Exiting in a towel, Dana entered one of the shower stalls. "Nicole! Stop singing!"

"Sorry! The songs are stuck in my head!"

Sighing quietly, Zoey leaned against the cold tile as she massaged the shampoo through her hair. Going under the stream of water, Zoey let out a strangled sob, no longer knowing if the drops cascading down her face were water or her own tears. Finishing her shower, she turned the water off and grabbed her towel. Wrapping her purple towel around her body, she exited the shower. Wiping her tears she began to get ready as she listened to her friends do the same. Grabbing her bag she went to the door and called out to her friends. "I'm going back to the dorm."

"Zoey!"

"Oh, hey, Amanda," Zoey said, faking a smile.

"Here," Amanda said, smiling as she passed Zoey a large envelope.

"Thanks…" Zoey said, unsure as she took the offered envelope. Walking into the dorm room, Zoey opened the envelope. Gasping as her eyes widened, she dropped her bag with a clatter as she collapsed onto her bed. Logan…

"Hey," Nicole said, entering the room. Noticing her friend's expression, she frowned. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Zoey said, shaking her head. "Amanda just gave me some pictures from the last scene of the play. I think it was just shock."

"You gonna be okay?" Dana asked.

"Yeah," Zoey said, nodding. I hope.

TBC

Anime Girl23: And chapter 4 is complete!

Logan: And no me.

Anime Girl23: You weren't in the last chapter either. Deal with it. Now, everyone! Please review! I want to know what you all think!

Until next time!