A/N Yes, I know it's been forever, and yes I know this chapter is short. I have been going through a lot of stuff lately (depression and anxiety), my aunt passed away, I have been so involved in rehearsals for my school's musical, and I have State thespian competitions coming up. So sorry, I will try to make up for all of this and work harder on this, please forgive me.
(Charlie's POV)
I awoke to a huge pain in my chest. I cried out but I couldn't hear anything over the ringing in my ears, so I continued to scream in pain, though no noise came to my ears. I saw Demi rush through the door and she quickly picked me up and ran me to her car. She laid me down in the back seat, and drove as fast as possible to the hospital, though all I really remember was just a white light flashing, it was there but then it was gone, it did this on three different occasions and each time I was reluctant not to reach out to the light. It seemed so nice and warm there.
Soon I found myself on a hospital bed. Again. I felt a mask go over my face and soon everything was black.
(Demi's POV)
I knew she was having a cardiomyopathy attack. I knew that was what was happening. As I sat in the waiting room waiting to hear from the doctors I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see Wilmer, he had that smug smirk on his face which made me feel better. "Everything will be fine hermosa."
I nodded and leaned into him. "I swear if I have to come to this hospital one more time... The nurses use to be starstruck when I came in, now, they treat me like an old friend. I mean, it's not a bad thing, it's just..." I rolled my eyes. "Charlie practically lives here. Wilmer I can't stand seeing her in hospital beds anymore."
"She just needs time to get over this transition into a real home. Yes it's been over a year, but you had a lot less going on than she did and you're still struggling, and don't act strong because I know. She is having medical problems and all we can do is be here and wait and pray for her recovery." Wilmer reasoned.
I nodded, knowing that he was right. "I love you." Wilmer kissed me in response, and we sat there waiting for Charlie.
Suddenly a nurse rushed out and stared at me and Wilmer. "Miss Lovato..."
(Charlie's POV)
I saw the light again. It was bright. It was beautiful. It made me want to go towards it and all I wanted was to feel it's warmth on my cold skin. Why was I so cold? I kept running for the light, but I felt something pulling me back. I wanted to be angry at whatever was keeping me from the light, but instead I felt bad for wanting to leave it.
I felt almost a pulling now, and I could hear a cry... No a scream. The pull became almost a shock, and I could hear someone say "We're losing her!"
I began to panic and I couldn't tell if I should give up or fight for the light. Or would the light be giving up, and staying here be fighting?
(Demi's POV)
I ran to Charlie's room and just as the nurse had said, Charlie was flat-lining. I screamed, I felt my knees go, and Wilmer was there to catch me. "No! Save her! Save her!" I yelled louder and louder. Wilmer pulled me back to the waiting room, where the nurse had instructed me to stay in the first place. "She can't... No... Wilmer my baby... WIlmer our baby... Wilmer please." I sobbed into him as he held me.
"Just wait hermosa, she'll persevere. I know her, our Charlie is a fighter." Wilmer assured me. "She's a fighter."
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(Charlie's POV)
I sat up in my bed and I couldn't help but cry. I truly wanted to know what was beyond that light, and now I'll never know. I wanted to go to that light so desperately. Now I'm stuck here.
I saw Demi and Wilmer walk into the room and Demi quickly sat on the bed with me. "Are you okay baby girl?" Demi lightly touched my arm, running her fingers up and down. "Does your chest still hurt?"
I nodded. "Why? What happened?" I asked. "What was that bright light?"
"What bright light?" Demi asked, genuinely concerned.
"The light, I saw it in the car, and then after the doctors put me under. I wanted to go there so badly. It seemed nicer than here." I sighed. "I'm sorry mom, I didn't mean away from you, just..."
"Charlie, honey, you... you died. Twice. The doctors were able to save you. But that's what the light was, baby that was Heaven." Demi said. "God let you stay with me, he must have known that I need you here with me more than he needs you up there with him."
I sat there with a stoic expression, not sure how to feel about this new information. I just wanted to leave, and I did for a bit. But, Demi needs me. She needs me here. "Okay." Was all I could mutter.
Is it sad that I wanted to die more than I wanted to stay with Demi?
A/N I love you guys, please know that the plot is just coming along, and this is just the beginning. It will start to come together soon.
