ROME POV:
I blink a few times. There was nothing but brightness as if someone had a flashlight in my eyes and just wouldn't cut the shyt off.
As my eyes adjust, I notice I'm in a white empty room. Almost like a hospital room but without the bed or the equipment. I examine the room hoping to find something, anything that will give me a clue to where I am or how I even got here. I pace the room trying to figure out where i am and why. and more importantly how the fuck do I get out of here. I here faint whimpering in the distance. Maybe I'm not alone after all.
"Helloooo?" I yell hoping to get a response to no avail. The thing about hope is sometimes it can lead us to the darkest places all in the name of looking for something better. But in this very moment I wasn't thinking clearly. I hate being alone because I'm always alone but to be alone with nothing that is the ultimate torture.
"Helloooo" I yell again walking towards the whimpers less loudly this time. I find a door that I did not notice was there at first.
I inhale deeply then open the door. to my surprise it was a wolf, all white with black and gold streaks and I lightning bolt shaped scar over its left eye. His ears are all black along with his tail with gold specks. When it noticed me, it stood for a second but collapsed and starting whimpering again. He stands about 8ft tall. I walk towards it when I realize this is my wolf!
BRITTANY'S POV:
"You need to enter his mind in the state that he is in, or he may never wake up."
I have been replaying that statement over and over again in my mind for the last week. There has been no real change in Rome's condition and dad forces me to go to school daily. I think it's time, but I was trying to allow him time to wake up. This morning the nurse said that his physical wounds are mostly healed but the internal and emotional ones are a different story. I think it's time for me to enter his mind like the one nurse said. I was trying to avoid it at all costs, but I don't think I have a choice anymore.
I'm heading home from school for the day and all i can think about is what if he never wakes up? Where would that leave me? He means the world to me but what if i never get the chance to tell him?
20 minutes later I'm in his hospital room on the couch I've been sleeping on sitting legs crossed facing him. I close my eyes and concentrate on Rome. I concentrate on what he looks like, what he smells like, on his touch. I concentrate on what it feels like to have him holding me, kiss me. It felt like a strong wind just passed through me and i jumped up. But i was no longer sitting on the couch. I was standing in an empty white room and there was nothing there but a door.
I hesitantly walk towards the door and when I open it I hear faint crying and whimpering. There is a trail of blood dripping. Almost like someone had a cut on their hand or arm and it just dripped with every step they took. I follow the trail of blood hoping that it would lead to Rome and nothing else. After what seems like forever i come to another door. The scent of blood is stronger and the whimpering and crying much louder.
I inhale deeply bracing myself to open the door. I have no idea what to expect or what I'm going to find. All I know is I have to bring Rome home to me otherwise I don't believe he will ever wake up.
I slowly open the door and the scent of blood hits me like a ton of bricks. As I walk through the door the room is covered in blood from the ceiling to the floor, even slowly dripping down the walls. As if it was a massacre of some kind. I believe Imay be in his subconscious. It makes sense on some level as he is the only surviving member of his pack.
I continue walking deeper into this room as the smell of blood surrounds me awakening my inner being. I keep it at bay as I walk deeper into this blood-soaked room. The cries and whimpers get louder and louder the further into this room I go. I turn the corner and i see Rome balled up in the corner. But to my surprise he was separated from his wolf?
