The Fallen Angel

Chapter 9

A/N: "Your my dream, my fallen angel”.

"Chres?", My breathing began heavily.

His eyes flickered once more when another doctor came from behind me.

"This is a miracle. I've never see a patient who was dead and come back alive. He must've been fighting for something", I could tell he smiled. He patted my back and left.

 I focused my attention back on him. 

"Babe?" I repeated once more, hoping this wasn't a dream or something.

His eyes met mine once more, "Kelsi?"

Tears began to overwhelm my face, "I'm right here baby, right here.." I squeezed his hand in reassurance. 

It felt so unreal. This moment with him laying on this autopsy table, breathing again.

God gave him a second chance.

I could feel a soft hand rubbing my back, I struggled to turn around when I met the guy who was in control of all of this.

"And we meet again, don't we", I said with a slight smile.

"Yes, yes we do. He kept bugging me about giving him a second chance at life. He said you were his life. And that he couldn't live without you or Cameron", he said once more as he caressed my back.

"He really said that?" I couldn't believe what he was saying to me. I mean it was me that actually caused him to be in this position. If I just hadn't told him to open the door, he wouldn't be on this table.

"But I don't do this often for people, I just wanted to shut him up", he let out a loud chuckle. It must've been contagious because I laughed as well.

Regrouping from the loud outburst, "Is there anything I could give to you in return?"

He smiled,"Just believe". And with that we hugged and he left the room quietly. If I ever told anyone that I actually talked and seen the big man in the clouds, they wouldn't believe me.

 I focused my attention back to Chres, still looking sickly on the table. It wasn't him that creeped me out, it was the table itself. Look like death to me. 

"K-kells?" His voice seemed to fade.

I rushed to his side on the table, "Wake up baby, wake up. Don't go. P-please don't g-go", tears began to overtake my face once more, but even worst this time. 

I just saw him living, breathing and smiling the other night... then dead and now alive again. The weirdest thing was I couldn’t believe any of this was real.

 He chuckled and whispered, “Baby, I’m awake... But it doesn’t help when your yelling at me.”

I put my head down ashamed, "I'm sorry baby. I didn't mean to be irritating to you. I can leave".

He shook his head slightly, "No, no, no. I'm kidding", he chuckled, "C'mere". He patted the small area of the bed next to him.

"I love you, you know that? Your the only person in this fucked up world that I could always hold on to, always trust. And it's gonna sound cheesy, but you kept me alive. Even though it didn't show a few  days ago, but it did. I can't live one second, one minute without you. You'll always be my number one, my baby, and the love of my life."

Tears filled my eyes and my heart began to skip a few beats. Just hearing that coming out of his mouth right now was all that I needed to hear. He was my life. My everything. My whole life basically revolved around him. I couldn't live another second of the day without him. And yeah it does sound cheesy and ridiculous, but that's my man and I love him too much to lose him again.