Save Me (Adam Lambert)

Chapter 39 - My Life In A Paragraph

A/N: Hello my beautiful saviours :) now have the ability to update more frequently :) wanna ask a question i'm sure no one knows but i'm going to ask anyway. Does anyone know when the first chapter of this book was put up? or at least pretty close to the date? I want to know the anniversary for this shitty and pretty terrible story. So yeah try not to cry at the ugliness of this disgusting chapter written by a truly and amazingly terrible author! Love you all <3 <3

-Em xo

Chapter 39:

"Darcy?" I feel someone shake my shoulder as my name is spoken. I know who it is just by the voice and accent.

I push myself off the ground with my right hand, sitting up with the help of leaning on my arm, and rub my head.

I look around and see that I'm still in the maternity wing.

"Darcy? You okay?" I look up and sigh as I see a concerned blonde Finn standing in front of me.

"I'm fine." I say, and not in the nicest tone I could muster even this early in the morning.

"What time is it?" I continue and he smiles slightly.

"9:40am." He says quietly.

I stand up and stretch out my limbs. I look around and see that the corridor is livelier with crying babies and mothers walking around trying to calm them down or feed them.

"Is he awake yet?" I ask, and he shakes his head. I guess we'll have to wait a little longer. Hopefully not too long though.

"Not yet. But Leila, Eber and Neil are here. They're upset, but happy he's okay." He says with a sad smile that he tries to pass off as happier than it ever will be.

"I need some fresh air." I say quietly and rush down the hall. After a few more minutes I find my way to the front doors and quickly walk through them as they open up automatically.

I feel the sun shining down on my face and I close my eyes as its rays light up my tanned skin.

"Can we talk?" My eyes shoot open and I look next to me at a nervous looking Sauli.

"There's nothing to talk about." I say quietly as I look back up at the sky.

"I know things are different. I know that this life isn't a normal one, but...I just don't know what we are to you anymore." I sigh lightly and think about his words for a few long minutes.

"I made a mistake. I can't leave now for another 2 years. You're right; this life isn't a normal one. And I hate what I've become." I look down, away from his sad gaze and hear him sigh lightly.

"What can I do? Just tell me what to do?" He begs, and I finally look at him.

"Take everything back. Rewind my life to when my mother was alive. Erase this stupid story, because that's all my life feels like now." I say loudly, so aggravated with myself and everything else around me.

"What do you mean?" He asks, sounding like I did when I first moved here. Small, scared, weak, terrified. Every word for a coward you could think of.

"My life is like a book!" I yell at him.

"Normal people don't just have the life I do! Normal people's mothers don't die while they are at a concert. And normal people don't get adopted by someone they have loved for 2 years, but only just met 5 seconds before! That happens in books. In books you 2 are still together. In books all of that can happen. And in books I would be saved from suicide, only to be tried and killed again. This is real life; this isn't some fairytale where I overcome my rape and molesting period because I've finally found out what's wrong with this broken little girl. Because in real life I would be dead, just like every other teenager who was never heard. And in real life I wouldn't say I love you and call you my dad's within 3 MONTHS!" I scream as the tears fall silently down my cheeks.