All Chapters of FIRE CRACKER : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The silence in the room was choking. I felt my lungs tighten and my fists clench, My eyes stung and my feet curled. “Danielle...” Charlotte trailed off as she held my hands tightly, I could see the gears in her head move as she struggled to think of words to comfort me.“Don’t,” I stopped her in her tracks “Don’t try to console me with false hope, or words that don’t give me an actual explanation,” I added and stood up. I could feel her eyes on me as I took a few steps forward.“Charlotte, Have you ever wanted it all to stop?” I asked, I wasn't sure why I had asked, because I knew she would not be able to understand, no over did,“What? The voices in your head or people?” My eyes widened at her response and I felt her hand around my torso. “Danielle,” Charlotte whispered into my ear, “I don’t know why or who made you so upset...” She turned me towards her and her eyes glistened. “Don’t let them get the better of you,” We were so close at the moment. If it was anyone else, I would ha

My eyes fluttered open and a dull ache ran through my head. I sucked in a sharp breath. I could see pale blue around me and it was for some reason sickening.I tried to speak but my lips weren't moving. My body felt like there were a thousand bricks on it and forming a complete thought at that moment felt like too much to ask.I blinked. The blue that was swallowing me up gradually became less sickening and it took me a few seconds to realize that it was the lights in the room, My breath hitched and my eyes looked around, the sound of beeping filled my ears and I became painfully aware of the mask on my face.Realization hit me at once. I was in a hospital. Intensive care specifically. The blue lights were a huge giveaway. I knew something happened to me but I never thought it was so bad that I had to be admitted into the intensive care unit.I wanted to ponder on that for a while longer but there were more pressing matters on hand, for example, why could I not move my lips? Why did

"You gave us quite the scare" This voice was vaguely familiar and I casually opened my eyes. The first thing I noticed was that the dreaded mask was no longer on my face, The second thing I noticed was that the dull ache and uncomfortable sensation in my head ad lungs seemed to be gone.I let out a sigh of relief as I felt my legs, I tried to sit up but the voice cut through my attempt "Don't, the doctor said you need as much rest as you can get, you are still recuperating." A small smile tugged at my lips when my eyes locked with pale blue orbs."Mr-Mr Disney." I croaked out. My voice came out a bit lower than I would have liked, but it was less painful than it was before."You need to stop straining yourself, Miss Hasty," Tyler commented. His naturally styled hair was a mess and I could sense his giddiness from my place on the bed, His eyes were soaked in worry and I could have sworn they glistened a bit."You honestly don't have to be here," I commented. My voice was clearer even t

I couldn't walk.It was honestly one of the most heart-wrenching news I had ever received in my life. I completely zoned out after the doctor said that, My entire world paused and I became painfully aware of the fact that I could neither feel nor move my legs, It felt like they were bricks themselves and I felt a rush of warmth bubble inside me irritatingly.I recalled how I had gagged and let out the food I had forced down my throat a few hours earlier. To be honest, I had expected to cry or scream, but nothing left my lips, no reaction was enough to express the amount of pain and anger I felt at the moment. I wasn't sure who I was angry at. But at that moment, I needed something or someone to be angry at anything. Fortunately, I found myself.My face contorted and I felt the muscles ache at the pressure. The last thing I needed was this, the last thing I deserved was this. I knew I didn't have amazing and cool plans like many people out there, I knew I h

"R-Rye?" I croaked out and my heart ached. My forehead creased, My hands slacked by my sides and my heart rate was abnormally dormant, for the first time in the past few days, tears stung my eyes and burned my cheeks."That— that's impossible." I blurted out as I gripped the wheelchair. "Th—this has to be a mistake, Rye — Rye can't do this!" I yelled frantically."Danielle, please—" "Don't tell me to calm down!" I snapped and a tear rolled down my right cheek "can't you see?!" I cried. "They are trying to frame her or- or - or something but this can't be! It just can't!" I vocalized. "There's a written confession Ma'am" something about this man's calm voice wanted me to explode."I don't care!" I yelled "I don't care if you have a written confession or any evidence!" more tears fell down my eyes, I was just so upset. I sucked in a deep breath and tried to control my breathing. The last thing I needed was to sound like a crazy person"Look..." I said as