She looked away from me, not wanting me to see her endless suffering. But it didn't work. And she knew. I knew she was suffering, i knew how she felt. But i also knew she didn't want to give up just yet, she refused to. She had to see her husband before she- before she went. So, for the second time in about five-to ten minutes i called him. As expected, there was no answer. I couldn't give up though, not now. I had to do this. Clancing at the caring woman i loved with whole my heart, i noticed she was calmer by now. She was getting better. She wasn't coughing non-stop, her heart rate was back to normal; stable. So, yes. Yes, i guess you could say she was doing perfectly fine, but i did feel the need to call my dad. Just to be sure. She needed her husband, healthy or not. And, finally the policeman- well, sherrif, answered my call. I pleaded for him to come, over and over again. "Stiles, i can't be there. I'm sorry, kid. I will try to comee over as soon as my shift's over. Then i'll come as quickly as i can." He excused himself since he was 'doing his job' and 'saving people's lives' and all. "Tell your mother i love her. I'm sorry." Dad then declined the call, leaving me with soulless teared eyes. I turned around to look at my mom. Noticing the monitor wasn't beeping in parts, but in an annoying, endless line. I quickly ran out of the white room, tears warming up as they spilled down my cold cheeks as i called- no, i yelled for Melissa's help. A few minutes later i was sitting in the waiting room, head in my hands. He wasn't there, and she'll never get to be here anymore.
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"Do what you love"
"That's harder then you think"
"Then love what you do instead"
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Stiles' Point Of View
I woke up, heart pounding out of my chest caused by a nightmare i had during my short sleep. I looked around the place i was in and didn't recognize anything, caused by the darkness that was giving the room a creepy texture. Turning over to my side, i had noticed my phone laying right in front of me. I picked it up and instantly lowered the screen's brightness that caused me to squint my eyes close. Then, i looked at the time. 3.27 am. Great, just great I turned on my flashlight and slowly waved it around the room, studying every single inch. The flash wasn't bright at all, it was weak actually. But, I wasn't at home, that was for sure. Turning down the flash, i slowly waved the covers off of me, welcoming the cold that hit me right in the chest. I sat straight with a groan and sighed as i looked around me once again. I turned on the nearest light i could find and instantly was shocked at the view. I saw a big tree, well it was big at a time, now chained off. Around me i saw darkness and trees, making me feel as if i was lost in a forest. I looked up, expecting to see stars shining. My expectations were let down as i saw nothing but pure void. I rolled my eyes, sighing. I stepped closer to the mysterious, random tree stump and reached out my hand for it. Suddenly, everything was gone. This seemed to be an endless hole of darkness, and i had to get out. How, you might ask?
I woke up.
I looked around silently, stepping out of bed right away. I looked down, noticing there were limbs, bodies replacing the hard floor. I ignored every single breaking bone after i stepped on a limb, harshly keeping my eyelids closed, plastered onto each other. I quivered, opening my eyes as i finally reach the door. I reached for the nob to open it, only to have it fully blown open by itself. I dropped my arm to my side and clenched my teeth, swallowing a lump before taking a step out of the room.
I hadn't woken up yet.
Then, the nightmare i had before played itself in front of me. As if i was watching a movie in the cinema with me starring in it. I harshly clenched my teeth, suprised they hadn't broken yet. Some tears fell, followed by another huge package of sorrow, pain and hatred. Then, the last few scenes came up. She..-She died, and he wasn't there. He wasn't there when she- I had no choice, i had to do what i never had the guts for. I had to do this, i have to wake up. For real.
After all this time, all these years being stuck in the same nightmare.. I'm done.
I have to get out of here.
||In case this is somewhat 'unclear' for you, this is a 'dream-ishly thing' meaning everything he does will effect 'real life' and all. I am not good at explaining. I AM SPOILING IM A SPOILER SPOILERALERT PEOPLE
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