CHARLOS (part ll.) Demons of the past

Is this the end?

I love your support guys! Unfortunately, I'm out of inspiration for this part of the story, so it's taking me longer to write the next part, but I'm working on it! The new part is right here ;)

Charles' POV

When Carlos left and I didn't know when he would come back, I started to feel insecure... After all, he has to come back... He will come back, won't he?

I went for an MRI but I don't remember anything, they had to put me to sleep, the small space and the noise didn't do me any good, I was really scared. I didn't even feel comfortable in my bed, and certainly not in the narrow, loud tunnel.

Within a few hours, things got worse. The pain all over was worse than before despite all the medication.

My mom had a lot of advice as always "you have to stop stressing and try to relax" she said... She's right but I can't do it. It was only possible with Carlos.

I'm still very tired but I can't sleep, I have to think about him all the time. Where did he go? When will I see him again?... Does he still love me?

I suddenly felt the need to be alone, so I asked my mother to go with Arthur to the hospital cafeteria.
Of course they asked me a hundred times if I was ready to be alone, but I really wanted to.

After I sounded convincing enough, they left.

Within a minute I started crying, I needed to let it out. But after a while my heart started to break even faster, I took my cell phone and started calling Carlos over and over again, the phone just kept ringing and no one ever picked up. It was so frustrating, I just wanted to apologize to Carlos and say I love him, but I couldn't. I went on Instagram and started sending him voice messages.

"Carlos please... *sob* forgive me..."

"I'm stupid i never should have said it... *sob* i still love you..."

"...please come back..."

"...I'm so sorry..."

I had to stop, my head started to hurt more than usual. I told myself that I had to stop crying, but even that didn't help, there was also a lot of pressure in the place of my injury. I thought I had to call the nurse but before I reached to press the button next to my bed it was suddenly dark and I got into a very strange state.

I can't talk, I can't move and my vision was like tunnel. I had a sudden burst of tiredness and felt like a drunk... Yes, that's probably the correct definition but all the pain went off like someone flipped a switch.

I saw Arthur enter the room, he was saying something but I didn't notice at all. I only remember how close he was and his frightened expression. Then he ran away and returned with mother, but the nurse was already in the room... and I don't remember anything after that, I was dark again.

Maybe fate wants it this way... When I was trapped in that room (Oh I hate to think about it) I was determined and wanted to fight for my life... but... Now I'm just an empty box trapped in a dysfunctional body.

I was someone, but now I don't even remember who...

(*Hospital equipment beeping and voices in the background*)

Maybe it's time to leave this world once and for all and join Jules and Dad...

("Cardiac arrest!")

Find my place among the drivers of the past...

("Start resuscitation!")

I was waiting to see if Jules wouldn't appear again like he did then... But I guess he already told me everything I needed.