When all else fails... fake a smile.

Leah's POV

I woke up to the sound of beeping. I went to breath, but was stopped. I started to freak out. I couldn't breath, then I felt my lungs expand, and I was ok-ish. I moved my hand to fill something move back. A head shot up. Jake. I relaxed my body. "DOCTOR!!!!" He yelled sticking his head out of the door way. A doctor came running in. He stood next to me, I went to talk but couldn't. "Leah we had a tub put down your throat, don't talk. we are going to pull it out now," he said.

After they pulled out the tub, my throat started hurting. I was alive. I felt something in my other hand. I opened it find the necklace from my dream. I ran my thumb over it and smiled. I heard footsteps, rushed, coming to my room. I first seen Jake, again, then Brooke, Ash, Andy, and Jinxx. I tried to sit myself up, but failed. Jake rushed towards me. "Hang on babe. Your body is weak from everything," he said as he readjusted the bed. "How...how long was I asleep," I asked. Brooke was looking at me, tears in her eyes," A little over a week." I felt the necklace in my hand become hot at the sound of her voice.

After awhile of everyone asking if I was okay, I asked the boys to give me and Brooke some time to talk. Brooke looked scared. "What now," she asked. I motioned for her to sit down on the bed with me. I looked her in the eyes, "
When I had stopped breathing I well...was not in heaven nor hell or Earth. I met someone, someone close to you. Annabelle." At the mention of her name, tears had found their way to Brooke's eyes. I waited for her to say something but she didn't, so I went on. "I got to talk to her. She has your hair from when you were younger and your face, with bright green eyes. She said for me to tell you that it wasn't your fault and that she loved you. Ohh and to give you this," I pulled out the sand dollar necklace. Brooke stared at it. "She said it meant something to you.." I said. A sad smile played on her face beneath the tears, "You will always be different," she whispered. I looked at her confused. "I read a story of a girl and her mother. Her mom had taken her daughter to the beach and she seen sand dollars laying around. instead of keeping them she threw them back in to the sea. Her mother asked her why, and she simply replied 'They are living and they are different from one another, so they must continue to live.' I had read that story to Annabelle when I was pregnant with her," she said holding the sand dollar in her hand, looking at it as if it were a brand-new baby, as if it were her lost child. I hugged her, "Just know that she is still watching over you and that she loves you." I felt Brooke shake from her crying. I just hugged her and held on to her, glade that neither of us died.

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