Brett -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I don't know where I am.
It's not in that dream world anymore, but I still feel just as immobile. My head throbs, and my heart jitters erratically in my chest. My breathing is irregular and rattling.
Although my eyes won't open, soft white light streams in through my eyelids. I'm lying down, and my hands touch linen sheets.
The familiar smell of disinfectant stings the inside of my nostrils, and now I know where I am.
I'm in hospital.
What about the concert? Will I miss my return flight? Who will notify my parents? What will Eddy do?
My brain crowds with these questions, but the biggest one seeming to float in my mind is how Eddy will cope without me. I know it sounds egotistical, but we really rely on each other.
I'm brought out of my thoughts by a slow insidious ticking above my head. It's regular and cuts through all other sound, like a metronome. It unsettles me, that continuous movement of a minute hand I can't see.
I shift and turn my head this way and that, and drift into a restless sleep dictated by quiet, slow but unrelenting ticking.
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Fantasia
FanfictionEddy Chen, successful salaryman living in Singapore Brett Yang, talented violinist living in Australia. Two boys once inseparable, now torn to different parts of the world. When they need each other, how will they reunite? BTW happy 10th anniversar...
