famous last words by mcr is the song
*sobs for eternity*
"Stay with me"
The words shot through the air like a bullet, hitting me straight in the chest and making me splutter, coughing up a mixture of surprise and pleasure.
"Please?"
His eyes were full of doubt and I tore the bullet from inside of me and returned to my conscious state, nodding like a lost dog.
"Yeah..o-okay"
He nodded too, not meeting my eye and clambered under the thin sheets of the unwelcoming hospital bed which were a sickeningly familiar shade of startling white. I looked at the boy blankly and he jerked his head towards the space beside him. My pulse quickened and i stepped forward slowly as if at any moment I could wake up and this moment of intamacy would all be but a sick dream.
Hastily, I placed another foot forward until i was stood before the slim mattress, hands hovering over the sheets. Phil smiled reassuringly and i climbed in, trying not to knock his seemingly fragile body.
"Dan it's okay, Im not going to crumble in front of your eyes" he said patting my knee awkwardly.
I laughed nervously and layed my head on the saggy pillow, moving my head and trying to get comfy.
"Night Phil" I whispered into the dark
A small hand found mine and squeezed it gently
"Night Bear"
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Vibrating.
The whole bed was vibrating, or maybe it was just a dream.
No, I was definitely awake, I could feel the warmth of Phil's hand in mine, vibrating just like the bed was.
I sat up and rubbed my eyes, the vibrating sensation still coursing through my body. I looked to my side and rubbed my eyes again, cursing at my hazy vision.
Even with my sleepy eyes, I could see Phil. And he was vibrating.
His whole body shook and twisted, spazms shooting through his body, hands flailing, feet kicking wildy like a rabid animal.
I'd never quite understood the term 'frozen with horror' but right then in that moment, ice rushed through my veins, cementing my muscles in their shocked form.
A raspy choke escaped from Phil's lips and shattered the ice inside of me, making it leak from my eyes in the form of stray tears which i quickly brushed away with my hand.
Clumsily, I reached over Phil's crippled form and pressed the panic button, jabbing it madly.
"HELP!" I screamed out, pressing, praying, begging for a nurse, a doctor, anybody to come in and make it stop, make it better.
It did stop. He stopped shaking and lay still, head lolling on the floppy cushion but not before a dctor had arrived.
"Somebody help me, help please" I called, intending to be loud but instead squeaking through my repulsive choking sobs.
Bright light blinded me and a doctor shot through the doors, pulling back the curtains around Phil's bed and pushing me away. I screamed, shouted, wailed but nobody listened.
I was a stray seagull in a fock of crows, black flooding my vision and distant caws echoing in my ears. Sharp pushes kept me from my destination and prevented me from saving my friend, the only other one in the flock who understood me.
One final shove had me sprawled on the floor, tears drowning me. Filling the room, into my nostrils, mouth, ears. I was choking, drowning, my only source of life dying right before my eyes.
Somebody was calling to me, shaking my body just like when I was in bed with Phil, vibrating.
I see you lying next to me
with words I thought I'd never speak
awake and unafraid
asleep or dead?
well shit.
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Fanfiction~Sequel To A slim chance~ Dan finally makes it out of prison and he has he mind set on one thing; Phil But when will things work out, or will Dan's time in prison have taken its toll on others too? Most importantly, will Dan ever gain back Phil's tr...
