Coma (A ghost bird fan fiction)

Chapter 17- PINK FLUFFY UNICORNS DANCING ON RAINBOWS!!!

Sorry I didn't update sooner! My mom banned me from my laptop and any device with an internet connection yesterday for getting a detention (the teacher hates me!). Anyway, enjoy! :D

3rd person POV. Owen's house.

Song on Side.

For the past 30 minutes, Owen had been banging his head on his desk.

No, he hadn't finally lost it. He also didn't want a bump on his for that matter. He just could not think of a way to keep Sang without breaking the hearts of all the boys.

Owen was very close to admitting something he hadn't done since he was 3 and couldn't figure out an possible explanation to why the sky was blue- which was that it was impossible.

Blowing out some air, Owen ran his hands down his face. He was tired, but he couldn't get to sleep. Mainly because he didn't trust Sean to be alone at night at the moment so he was at his house and he snored like a pig, keeping him up all night. The other reason was that he just couldn't stop thinking of Sang.

Last month, this would be no problem- a dream about their future together is a perfect way to end the day- but at the moment, he got nightmares about her death, which he hadn't had since he was 9, but they were about stupid little things that would never happen like a big fuzzy pink and purple monster in his wardrobe.

They couldn't happen, but Sang's death could happen.

Owen looked up at the ceiling of his office as he blinked back the salty tears that threaten to make their way down his face, thinking about happy stuff. The first thing that came to mind was all the time he had spent with Sang, but the second was the assignment that they had on the day that she had flat lined.

For the first time that Sang went into a coma, Owen smiled his famous millimeter smile.

It was an odd assignment- Owen and Nathan had to pretend to be gay women and Kota had to be their adopted son so they could go to this meeting and find out who was selling illegal drugs there(all the female teams were busy). Sean had spent ages laughing about it, so Owen got revenge by drawing Harry Potter glasses and scar- in sharpie- the moment he dozed of in his chair. Victor just came along because he had nothing to do and Gabriel told him he would cut off his balls if he interrupted his "trouble time" (Gabe took his threats very seriously),and ended up breaking a pen due to boredom.

Nathan had just got into a blue dress which according to Gabriel "complemented his fucking eyes" and Owen had just started on his makeup when they got the call.

That thought vanished his smile. His heart had almost stopped beating when he heard that Sang had flat lined.He had almost flat lined at the thought of it.

PINK FLUFFY UNICORNS DANCING ON RAINBOWS!!!

The sound of a message coming through on his phone made Owen Scowl. Sean had, once again, changed it. At least it wasn't "I'm to sexy for my shirt" this time.

He had now, on scouts honor (not that he was one), vowed never to go back to his grandma's house. Bad stuff happened there.

Shivering at the thought of Grandma, Owen opened his phone and read the message from his best friend that snores like a pig, and started laughing.

Sean: OWEN!!! HELP!!!!! NURSES!!! ATTACKING!!! HELP!!! SOS!!!! AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Owen quickly texted back, smirking.

Owen: This is why you should think twice before changing my message sound and my ring tone.

Sean: GODDAMN YOU!!!!!!!!

Owen: Bye Sean! :)

Sean: WHEN I FIND YOU, I WILL KILL YOU OWEN JAMES BLACKBOURNE!!!!!!!!!

Owen didn't even bother replying to that, he just flipped his phone cover back over, smiling like the Cheshire cat. It felt nice to smile when everything seemed to be going wrong in the world.

PINK FLUFFY UNICORNS DANCING ON RAINBOWS!!!

" Hello, Sean," Owen said as he picked up the phone, not even bothering to check the caller ID he was so certain that it was his best friend, "Have the Nurses gone yet?"

" I don't even want to know, Owen, but have something that could help you with your little dilemma with your bird."

" What? How do you know? Who the heck are you?"

" Have you seriously forgotten your godfather? Sure, it was over 14 years ago since you saw me, but seriously? Have you forgotten me?"

Owen was now really confused. Who was this?

As if sensing his confusion, the person on the other side started talking again, " Does the name James Anderson ring any bells?"