I can't see anything.

I try to scream but my lips feel sealed.

I can't feel anything!

I'm so scared.

..... am i dead?

Oh god i'm dead.

"Astrid, sweetheart?" my mothers voice, rings through my ears.

No! No! No!

She isn't alive, she's dead!

I forcefully, opened my eyes to see my mothers face leaning over me.

I scream as i remember everything, how my mothers alive, to seeing Scott again, to getting stabbed, to that guy getting shot, to learning i might have a brother to Andrew screaming my name before i went out.

"Sweat heart, calm down its okay, your going to be okay" my mother pressed her cold palm on my cheek, making me shiver.

"where am i?" i asked as i looked around the room, its walls where cement, and so was the floor, but this room had one big window that almost covered the whole wall, with white curtens closed and a single bed with a dressing table. "where is Andrew?"

"Well you are in an abandoned mental institution just out of town, and where your despicable father will never find you and Andrew just got to sleep in the other room, the kid must be tired" she sighs the last part and shock her head as she remembered something the the felt guilty about.

"What do you mean he must be tired" i started to panic and my breathing got faster.

"he is perfectly fine" mum patted me on the shoulder which was surprisingly cold and so was my whole body.

Frowning i look down at my body to find i'm only in my sports bra and a pair of undies.

"Um... your probably wondering why you have no cloths on?" My so called 'aunty' Emma comes into the room.

"Uh.. yeah" i raised a brow, starting to get annoyed.

"Well, you where wearing a shirt that has blood all over it and i had to take your pants off or i wouldn't be able to stitch you up" she smiled down at me.

"Mum back to before when you said that Andrew would be really tired, what did you mean?"

"Well we had to lock him in one of the rooms like this but its all bared up" she answered half my question.

"Mum?" i sat up starting to get worried "why would that make him tired? is he okay?" i started it get up.

"Um... well he was screaming your name for the past five hours and banging on the door and tried to strangle one of the guards but... it didn't work" she took a small breath.

"i need to see him!" i get out of the bed and stand on my right leg.

"I don't think that is such a good idea, Astrid" Emma stood in my way, blocking me from the door.

"And why is that Aunty?" i raised my brows and gave her the evil eye.

"Because he hasn't slept in hours and just got to sleep, i think you should let him rest" she crossed her arms and game me a 'don't do it' look.

Who the hell does she think she is trying to keep me away from my boyfriend, let me tell her one thing, nobody! and i mean nobody will make me stay away from him.

"Keys to the room, now" i held my hand out to my mother.

"ha ha, you have my stubbornness" she laughed and grabbed a pair of keys from her pocket and handed them to me "i will take you to him"

"BRUCE!" my mother yelled, making me jump.

Does she have to yell? god!

"Yes, Amelia?" a man came in kissing my mum on the cheek. What the hell?

"Will you please help me help Astrid, to Andrew"

"Sure anything for you my darling" he brushed a piece of hair behind my mothers ear.

Okay, EW!

"Hello my name is Bruce and i will be helping you learn how to walk with... well that" he pointed to my wrapped up leg. "okay now press both your legs on the ground and-"

"Okay stop, i know how to walk on a very sore leg" i limped across the room to the door "I was abused for years, i think i would know" i rolled my eyes.

When we all got to Andrews door i unlocked the door and swung it open to see an abandoned room with no windows,no bed and no furniture and Andrew laying down on his back on a hard floor playing with something shinny.

"Andrew? i brought Astrid to you" my mother tried to get his attention.

"I don't care, just fuc-" he paused "You what?" he looked over at me and his eyes started to water as he got up and ran to me, wrapping his strong arms around my bare waist "I thought you where dead when they told me i won't be seeing you. It broke me" i felt his tear roll down my shoulder from Andrew, but i didn't care.

"Hey, i love you" i whisper in his hair.

"I love you too" he pulled away slowly and kissing me, so beautifully.

he pulled away from me once again and looked down and he smirked.

What is he looking at? i look down to see i'm still in my bra and underpants and crossing my hands over my chest as heat rose to my cheeks.

Andrew laughed, "here" he took of his shirt and slipping it over my head so my body wasn't visible anymore and he was only wearing a white singlet and jeans. Which looked really hot.

"Why are you walking around, on your leg?" Andrew asked with a frown.

"Because i'm awesome" i laughed and his chest vibrated as he laughes.