Jack's POV
I escaped one living hell for another.
Hell is dark ocean blue eyes staring at me. The way she smiled when she was laying in my arms. The sweet scent of strawberries. If I listened carefully I could hear her voice in the silence. And if I thought hard enough I could feel her hand in mine.
As if I wanted that.
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The consistent beep, beep, beep of a heart monitor dragged me out of that hell into a whole other type of hell.
The smell of antibacterial soap fills my nose, as the bright white lights blind me as I try to look around the room. I fucking hate hospitals.
"Jack?" Ryan's voice fills my ear, "Oh, thank fuck."
His face comes into my view. He gives me a small smile as he wipes away his tears.
"Welcome back to the land of the living."
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The Pain That Grows Us
Teen FictionThere are two stages in her life. The one where she was alive, and the one where she died. Follow Ruby Wilson on her journey as she navigates a life where the boy she loves believes she is dead, and the healing process. Will Ruby find Jack again an...
