The TSB fanfic 🐻‍❄️🌊🔪🌲 (Cole x Peter)

Revived

Original story, created by- Dakotahstacy3. ONLY on Wattpad.
Anywhere else, it has been stolen, without permission. Support real artists and writers!
(Written back in August 2024)

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Keith's pov
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The last thing I remember was darkness.
Did I blackout of something? Why am I so tired?

My head was a kinda sore, but then I felt something else. Or didn't.
My legs wouldn't move. Maybe I'm just to tired.
Is this sleep paralysis?

It's scary. I'm- I'm s-scared.
Where am I?

My eyes tired to open, but they were so heavy. Only catching a blurry glimpse.

Light? Why is it so bright?

Am...

Am I dead?...

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My body felt cold. Empty.
My heart started racing.

My heart. My heart!
I must be alive. I have to be.

I'm not ready to die. I don't want to die!
I'm to young! I haven't lived!

I haven't loved...

Forcing my eyes opened, everything was so bright. It took a few minutes to even slightly adjust.
I'm in a room. What? What is this place? How did I get here?

Trying to sit up, but my body was to weak. Looking down, I was laying on a weird bed.
A hospital bed.

Then my eyes caught something worse.

My legs.

What... no. No! This- no...

My left leg was very bruised and had cuts all over, mostly wrapped up by bandages. But my right leg, was held up in the air. Covered in a big heavy cast.

What happened to me?

Faint memory's slowly came back, with only bits and pieces remaining.

"Yada, blah, sorry- major d-d-damage, yada yada, he- br-oken blah blah- ruptured, t-torn, blah blah, blood los- yada yada."

"H-hurry- blah yada yada, stat- dan-g-ger- blah."

It had been so dark and cold. Everything gone. Voices?- noise. Light?...

My tired eyes looked around the room again, realizing it was a hospital room. I was laying on a bed, an IV in my arm and some sort of machine. You know the ones that track your heartbeat and stuff.

My body and head are really sore, but not in extreme pain or anything. Guess I'm on strong pain meds.
Whatever happened to me, had to be really bad.

At least I can sit up. That's a good thing right?

Where... are my parents here? Who brought me here?

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Whatever medicine they put me on made me so tired. I could barely stay awake and my throat was always so dry.
Every now and then a nurse would come in to check on me.

Checking out my vitals and asking me questions. It was hard for me to keep track of time. A nurse would come in to check on me, leave, then I'd fall asleep and another nurse would be back.

The clock seemed to change so quick.
Where did time go?

Then when it was time to eat they would wake me up and expect me to eat the crappy hospital food.