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Hello everyone!

Okay, so I finished Part 27! Yay!! Wayne's World~Party Time~ Exellent ~weuweuweu..

..oh wait this isn't Wayne's world..

okay.. B.B.V Party time, Exellent.. weuweuweu

Anyways... This is part 27 and also the second last Chapter of BBV.. :o

Yes..It's coming to an end. After this chapter it will be the Epilogue and I'll have the Epilogue up by the weekend. XD

*Tear* It's soo sad to see this story ending.

I'd like to thank Each and everyone of you who have been supporting me all these months.. I don't know if I would have had the motivation to finish this if it weren't for all of you.. Thank you so much!

I hope you like this chapter as much as i did. Enjoy

And now Presenting..

Chapter 27

I was surprised I could even manage to muster out Damen's name. My whole body felt utterly weak; almost as if I were paralyzed. I knew I wasn't though, I could still feel the blanket that was wrapped tightly around me but even so, it was almost impossible to move. Not only that; but it also felt like I couldn't talk. My throat was unbelievably dry and burnt whenever I attempted to speak.

My arms, neck and legs all felt cramped; almost as if I had been sleeping in the same position for days. But it honestly felt like I had only been sleeping for hours and the urge to go back to sleep was growing stronger by the second.

I looked up into Damen's deep brown eyes as a few tears rolled down his cheeks. The corners of his lips were stretched upwards into a large smile as he attempted to wipe away his tears. I couldn't understand why he was crying or why he was holding onto my hand so tightly.

"Oh, Stasee..." He whispered out as he pressed his lips against my forehead. "I-I never thought I was going to see those beautiful eyes again."

It was so weird seeing him cry; in all my years I'd never imagined I'd see Damen Hurtz cry. But there he was, sitting right next to me as tears streamed down his face. He continued to mumble things that were completely incoherent to me. I think he might have been saying something along the lines of: oh thank god, your awake, I knew you'd pull through and just a bunch of other weird things like that.

My eye lids continued to grow heavier as I let them slightly fall down. "I-I..." I tried speaking to Damen; it hurt so badly but I felt I needed to tell him. "T-think...I'm g-going...to go...back...to sleep."

Instantly the smile on Damen's face vanished as it was replaced by concern.

"No, no, Stasee. Don't go back to bed, stay awake." The tears in his eyes stopped falling as he held tightly onto my hand; slightly he began to shake it. "Stay awake, Stasee. Please!"

I glanced at him a little confused; why did it matter? Why did he care if I went to sleep?

"B-But...I'm tired..." I barely whispered.

"No, Stasee! You have to stay awake!" He was now beginning to yell. "Doctor! Nurse! Someone, please!"

Doctor? I thought to myself, what on earth was he talking about? Finally I began to glance around the room I was in; it was at that moment when I realized I was hooked up to some kind of Hospital machine. With a little more analyzing, I noticed I was in a Hospital room and lying on a Hospital bed.

"W-What's going on?" I looked up at Damen fearfully. My pulse began to quicken as fear and confusion mixed together inside me.

"Stasee! Thank god, you're awake." I turned to see a lady with a light blue uniform on, "I'll go fetch Dr. Moore." The nurse said with excitement before rushing out of the room.

"Stasee...What's the last thing you can remember?" Damen asked softly.

I looked up at him before I began to think about it. It was weird; my memory sort of seemed fuzzy. The past week was a bit of a blur but at the same time it wasn't. I remembered Damen finally admitting his feeling towards me in front of our entire school. The memory of our very passionate kiss in front of everyone forced my cheeks to redden. I thought harder as the image of me punching Candise in the face slightly made my lips form into a smile. I knew that wasn't what Damen was talking about; I needed to look further into my mind.

"D-Derrek...He called me." I finally mumbled though the memory was a bit unclear; I couldn't remember why he called me.

"Do...Do you remember anything else?" Damen questioned.

That's when the memory came back like a bomb exploding in my head. Trent had made it to Liam's before he left to California. When Damen and I finally showed up at Liam's house, Trent had a gun pulled out on him and I...I was shot.

I tried to move my arm, I wanted to see my stomach but it was too hard to move. My body was so weak but I managed to move my hand to my abdominal. It felt tender and was still slightly in pain.

"I...I want to see it." I whispered out.

"See what?"

"My...My stomach."

Damen nodded as he pulled the blanket off my body, he slightly lifted up the hospital gown. I glanced downward only to see a deep red scar; a few little red dots surrounded the bullet wound. My brother once had stitches, so when I saw the red dots I knew right away they were from stitches.

"How..." My voice trailed off as I stared down at the healing wound with confusion. "How is it already healed, didn't I just get shot yesterday?"

Damen slowly shook his head right before a tall dark haired man wearing a Doctor's uniform came into the room. "Oh, she was right...You are awake." He stared at me in shock, "Usually patients don't wake up so abruptly...Usually they show some kind of signs first; I-I'm shocked."

"W-What on earth is going on?" I finally demanded.

The doctor walked over to the machinery I was hooked up to but didn't reply. When he finally turned towards me; instead of answering my question he began bombarding me with his own; How old are you? What is your name? What is today's date? What is your address? What are your parents' names? What is the last thing you remember? The list went on and on, and as he was asking all these questions, Damen quickly sneaked out of the room. I could see him through the crack in the door as he paced back and forth while talking on his cell phone.

I looked back up at the Doctor and I tried to answer the questions as best as I could. I noticed the more I talked the more my voice grew stronger. I had answered every question right aside from the 'What is today's date?'

Apparently I had been in a Coma for four entire weeks. When he told me that I sort of just laid there staring up at him. It felt like I had barely been sleeping for a few hours, although it did explain why the stitches in my stomach had already been removed and also why my whole body was so weak and cramped up. But even so, it was still a little bit of a shocker.

I looked up as Damen walked back into the room, "I just called your brother; he's on his way over."

"Trent?" I gasped with excitement.

The doctor looked up at Damen, "Okay, well she seems to be fine; she is showing no signs of memory loss which is a good thing and she also seems to have complete control of her limbs. But we will need to keep her here for one more week just to do a few more tests and to keep an eye on her recovery."

I rolled my eyes at the way the Doctor was talking to Damen like I was a little kid or something. Like, Really? He couldn't just turn around and tell me all that instead of acting as if I was incapable of understanding. Damen looked over at me and smirked; he must have noticed the way it had bothered me because his smirk was more like a teasingly 'Ha-ha' smirk. I glared at him as he nodded at the Doctor.

Slowly he made his way back towards me as Dr. Dink Face left the room. Damen sat down on the seat next to me as he reached for my hand.

"Not a big fan of the Doc.?" He asked while still smirking.

"I'm pretty sure he likes men." I said stubbornly.

"Hey, what's wrong with liking men?" A voice I recognized too well, forced me to turn my attention towards the doorway.

"Trent!" I yelled out. I wanted to jump off the bed, run over and give him a huge hug. The only problem was I was having enough troubles moving my arms never mind standing on my legs.

My brother ran over to me and grabbed my limp body as he pulled my into a tight hug. "Oh Stasee!" He muffled into my hair, "I'm so sorry, you have no idea how sorry I am. I never meant to."

Mine and Trent's conversation continued like that for what seemed like an eternity. He apologized more times than I could even count and every time I would tell him that it was okay. I knew it was a mistake; he didn't mean to. I remembered looking at him that day; he was getting ready to surrender, he was just about to let Liam go when Liam decided to shove Trent away from him. As Trent tumbled backwards, his finger had slipped against the trigger.

It was a mistake, some horrible accident. But there definitely was some good that came out of all of it. Liam was sent to jail; locked up in prison where he belongs. A lot of people may say that what happened to Liam was unfair but I'm sorry; after what he did to me, he deserves to be locked away.

It was about 10:30pm when Trent finally decided he was going to head home. He still hadn't accepted my forgiveness and said that somehow he was going to make it up to me. I merely rolled my eyes.

"Whatever Trent. Honestly, look at me - I'm fine." I said while smiling, "Now go home and get some proper sleep...You look like shit."

He laughed, "Oh gee, thanks sis." He gently kissed my forehead before turning around and heading towards the door. "Goodnight you two." He then left both Damen and I sitting in the room alone.

I turned to look over at Damen, "You should probably go home and get some sleep as well."

"No way." He stated with a grin, "Tonight is my night here with you...So I'm staying."

"Your night with me?" I questioned him, "What does that mean?"

"Well, while you were being little miss 'sleeping beauty', the doctors allowed both Trent and I to take turns staying the night with you."

"Seriously? Then, where did you guys sleep?"

"On these chairs." He replied.

"Oh...No wonder you two look like hell!" I exclaimed.

Damen laughed as he began to trace his fingers along my hand. I slightly bit down on my lip as a small shiver ran down my spine. Words couldn't express the way it felt every time he touched me; I honestly never wanted it to end.

Once I was finally able to pull my mind away from the tingly feeling I was getting, I finally said, "Well, if you aren't going to go home and sleep, then I'm not going to let you sleep on that chair."

"Oh yah? And where do you suppose I sleep then?" He raised his eyebrow.

"In bed with me." I said as my cheeks flushed pink.

"You're so cute when you blush."

"Oh, shut up and get your ass into bed." I said while trying to move over a little bit; it was still hard to move but I seemed to be getting a little better at it.

Damen slowly crawled into bed next to me; it was a little squishy because the Hospital beds were only singles but it was nice having him so close against me.

"I don't want to go to sleep." Damen yawned as he snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me closer against him. My whole body seemed to instantly warm up as I lifted myself up slightly and looked over at him.

"Damen, your eyes are so black you look like you've been punched in the face. You need to go to sleep." I whispered quietly.

He sighed, "But you just woke up."

"Like four hours ago."

He yawned again, "Let's pull an all nighter."

I smiled, "Let's go to bed."

"Can I ask you a question first?" He asked softly.

"Anything."

"When...When you were in the...uh, Coma...Did you hear anything?"

At first I was going to say no, but then the memories of all my weird little dreams came back to me. I kind of giggled at the thought of some of them, but others were a little more...Depressing.

"I don't know...I had some weird dreams." I finally admitted.

"Like what?" He questioned as his hand reached up towards my face. He ran his fingers gently through my hair as I slightly shuttered from the touch.

"Well, there was this one dream I had a few times." I said while giggling again. "But don't laugh."

"So, what? You're allowed to laugh at it but I'm not?" He smirked.

"Oh, shush. Okay well anyways, it was about you." I grinned sheepishly, "You were a big rock star singing your very own version of 'Things Left Unsaid' By Disciple...And the weird thing was, you were actually like, really good." I giggled as I looked back down at him.

The second I had finished talking Damen's cheeks grew red as he shyly looked away from me. At first I was a little confused as to why he was acting all embarrassed, but then suddenly it hit me.

"Wait." I reached for his cheek and pulled his face back towards me, "Were you...Actually singing to me?"

He bit down on his lip bashfully as he slightly began to nod his head. My eyes then widened as I stared at him in shock. I honestly hadn't known he was such a good singer; I mean if he actually was as good as he was in my dream then...Wow.

"You never told me you could sing?"

He replied with a smart-aleck remark, "You never asked." I gave him the 'your-a-dick-face' kind of look as he lightly coughed out a laugh. "Honestly Stasee...I've never really sang in front of anyone before."

"Oh, so it's another one of your little secrets...Like your comic book obsession?"

"Do I hear a hint of jealousy in your tone?" He teased.

"Jealous? Of you?" I scoffed, "The only thing I might be a little jealous of is your remarkable ability to have so much faith in the inadequate."

Damen laughed, "And who is this inadequate person you speak of?"

"Superman." I stated without hesitation.

"Superman?!" Damen laughed louder.

"Yes, Superman..." I stated, "I'm sorry Damen, but Batman could take Superman any day."

"No way!" Damen exclaimed, "Superman has laser eyes, he fly's, mega strength, he-"

I cut him off knowing the list would take too long, "Yah well, what about in 'The Dark Knight Returns'...Batman is like fifty years old and he still beats Superman!"

"No!" Damen yelled out, "That was all just staged!"

"Yah, maybe Batman's 'heart attack' was but not Batman kicking Superman's ass!" I fought back.

Suddenly the door leading to the hallways opened as a small little nurse peaked through. "Excuse me, can you guys please keep it down...Others are trying to sleep."

"Sorry..." We both said in unison as the nurse nodded before shutting the door behind her.

We both began to laugh quietly. As soon as our whispering laughs died down; a loud yawn escape my mouth. "Okay...It's time for bed now."

"Fine." Damen jokingly pouted.

I was just about to lye back down on the bed when Damen's hand wrapped around my head. He pulled my body forward as our lips crashed together. My stomach instantly began to flutter as my heart thumped loudly inside my chest. He began to massage my lips with his own in one of the most passionate, heart throbbing kissing I'd ever experienced. His arms moved down to my waist as he held me tightly against his body, almost as if he were afraid to let me go.

I finally pulled away as I began to gasp for air. I looked down at him as my entire body felt like I was floating on cloud nine.

"W-What was that for?" I gasped out.

His breathing was just as heavy as mine as he pushed his body up towards me and pressed another sweet kiss against my lips.

"Just a goodnight kiss." He whispered as he fell back down on the bed.

I smiled down at him as butterflies fluttered around in my stomach. "Well...Good night to you too." I whispered before I nested my head against his shoulder, my arm wrapped around his chest.

He snaked his arm around my waist as he pulled me closer against his warm body. "Sweet dreams, Stasee."

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