We both sit together in silence. There is no ringing, buzzing, just silence. He just sits beside me in his normal relaxed position while I'm just curled up, pondering over what the words could mean.
The silence doesn't last. For some reason, it feels like I'll be able to have this kind of peace with my father again after it's broken. "Keith?" He continues to look forward. I just turn my head in his direction, giving that sign of acknowledgement so he knows I'm listening.
This time, when he speaks, he does look at me. There is something hidden in his face, but it's all concealed by a small smile. "Close you eyes. Can you do that for me?"
His voice is serene. Almost as if he doesn't want to ripple the edge of the water too much in fear of disturbing all the life held in the water.
Slowly, I nod my head, doing what was asked. The burning question of why? burns on my tongue, but I hold it in with all my might.
"Now I need you to count to three with me." There is a pair of hands placed over my eyes, like they could sense my urge to now open them and stare at the other in question. "Dad?"
And now I feel like I'm back on my eight year old body, fearing where dad is going to go and if he'll ever come back.
"Everything is going to be okay. We'll see each other again, I just hope for your sake, it'll be a little while. Now I need you to count with me." His words do nothing to dissipate my concern. But, then my lips are moving on their own to follow the others words.
"One, two, three..." and everything states to fade into a smoky white at the edges.
"Some advice, try telling Lance how you feel. He cares about you, he's just oblivious." The voice fades out to where I can't even make out the accent of my father voice. It blends into the now overwhelming buzzing, the white now being a blinding illuminate that does nothing but hurt my eyes.
My eyelids feel heavy as I slowly go to open them, finding the blurry source of the light to be the buzzing overhead light. Suddenly, I feel too aware of my body, my eyes now fully open as they adject to the new image, feeling the struggle of getting air into my lungs. My throat feels restricted, something blocking it up. My hands tense up as I try not to panic for whatever is happening.
"Keith!" A voice calls out. I can't even recognize it, me being too busy on trying to figure out how and why my limbs are not letting me move. "I need a nurse in here! He's awake!"
I turn my head over a little, feeling the stiffness that resides there. I catch the blur of a tall figure and brown hair, but my eyes close again, already feeling dizzy from all the light.
"I need you to hold your breath for a second, we're going to remove the tube." I don't know who the person is talking to, but I nod my head regardless and then the restriction is gone. My lungs take in a breath of air, my throat dry, resulting in my body going into a coughing fit.
Water is hastily passed to me which I try and move my hand to grab, but don't really make that far. The person helps me take a sip before I rest my head back down.
I try and move my mouth, trying to get words out, but nothing come. When that doesn't work, I just look up at the ceiling and try to blink the pain out of my eyes.
"Keith? Do you remember me?" I tilt my head over in the direction of the voice. My eyes widen as I now get a clear image of who the voice belongs to.
"L-nce?" My voice cuts off, my throat feeling scratchy beyond belief, but the word escapes. A small smile takes on his face, and even with the painful light, he looks like the most beautiful thing in the world.
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Not My World (Klance Omegaverse)
FanfictionIn a world were things are all different, the question lives if its a good or bad thing. Keith Kogane is stuck in this world, a world where things are never as simple as they may seem on the surface. Status and looks are something everyone tends to...