Dreaming and Singing

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Chad’s POV

            I was in tears watching Melissa being pulled into that ambulance. I sat next to her in there holding her hand. She didn’t feel me. I saw them knock her out with drugs and her soul shot up out of her body breathing fast.

            “Mel, breathe.” I laughed.

            “Chad.” She whispered.

            “You’re in a coma right now. You will be for I think 5 days. No, that’s my grandma. Oh, it doesn’t say. The Big Man doesn’t trust me with so much knowledge yet.”

            “Chad, what happened?” she asked.

            “You have amnesia. Great, you were kidnapped by a psychopath and now you’re being brought to the hospital. You were electrocuted a lot.” I laughed.

            She smirked. “Shut up. At least I didn’t cry.”

            “No, but you did wet yourself.” I said back.

            She face palmed her head. “Ugh, I hate you.” She laughed.

            I laughed and we walked out of the ambulance and were walking around.

            “Chad, I miss this. I miss walking around with you. So much drama is going on. When will it end?” she asked.

            “I think you have about 10 months of no drama. I’m pretty sure. Not until.” I checked my calendar. “September 5th. Wow 13 months. Your welcome.”

            “Ugh, time travels fast here.” She laughed.

            “Hey, you just woke up from a 9 hour surgery. Harry is in your room with you.” I laughed.

Melissa’s POV

            We arrived at my hospital room and I looked at my chart. I had eternal bleeding. I saw Harry holding my hand crying.

            “Please wake up.” He begged.

            “I’m trying baby.” I whispered.

            I sat down on the bed and looked at him. I started singing to him.

One step closer

I have died everyday waiting for you

Darling dear don’t you fear I have loved you

For a thousand years

I’ll love you for a thousand more

I have died everyday waiting for you

Darling dear don’t you fear I loved you

For a thousand years

I’ll love you for a thousand more

            Harry looked around. “Melissa?”

            He heard me? I kept singing to him.

So hold on

Be strong

Everyday hope will grow

I’m here don’t you fear

Little one don’t let go

Ooooooooooooooh

Don’t let go

Ooooooooooooooh

Don’t let go

Ooooooooooooooh

            He stood up and looked at my limp body. He heard me singing to him. He began to sing.

Shot me out of the sky

You’re my kryptonite

You keep making me weak

Frozen and can’t breathe

            My turn now.

I’m bulletproof

Nothing to lose

Fire away, fire away

Ricochet you take your aim

Fire away, fire away

You shoot me down

But I won’t fall

I am TITANIUM

            Harry sat back down. He sung one last part to me.

Baby you light up my world like nobody else

The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed

But when you smile at the ground it ain’t hard to tell

You don’t know oh oh

You don’t know you’re beautiful

            “Harry, don’t leave me.” I whispered.

            “I won’t.” he whispered.

            He heard me.

            He looked as shocked as me. “Melissa?”

            “Harry!” I felt myself stop breathing and I fell into Chad’s arms.

            “Melissa?” Chad whispered.

            “Chad. I feel so weak.” I whispered.

            My heart rate went flat and I fell onto the ground.

            Nurses and doctors ran in and started working on me while Harry left the room sobbing. I felt electricity flow through me again and I felt okay. I shot my eyes opened to find myself in the real world.

            “Chad?” I whispered.

            “Ma’am, are you okay?” a woman said.

            “Chad! NO CHAD! COME BACK!” I screamed.

            Harry ran in and I stared at him. “You heard me sing.”

            He was sobbing and nodding his head. “You were beautiful!”

            He hugged me and I felt alright. I started to feel alright. I loved him with all my life. The doctor came in and told me to avoid touching metal since I would still have some shocking in me. I tried to grasp what he was saying but I was too happy. I spent time with Chad and now I’m with Harry. Can I talk to the dead? Yeah right! Harry and I were talking for hours until the doctor told him to leave. He would see me first thing in the morning and I was super excited.

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