Max's P.O.V
I was drifting. It seemed like endless darkness. My body felt light as air, as if I had no weight anymore.There was a soft rhythmic beeping somewhere around me, but I couldn't identify the source. It was kind of comforting in an eerie way. 'Am I dead?' I thought.
It seemed so, but I still felt, strange. If felt like something was pulling me, urging me to go somewhere. I was about to follow it when I heard it. Her wonderful voice. Chloe. "Max, I don't know if you can hear me, but if you can, you better fucking come back to me."
I laughed. That's defiantly my Chloe. Without thinking about it, I walked towards the sounds of her voice. Its a weird feeling, walking towards nothing, but I don't really care at this point. Suddenly I could feel my body again. There was an overwhelming pain emanating from stomach. I wanted to go back, so badly, to escape the pain, but something was pulling me forward now.
Suddenly Chloe gasped. I could feel her gasping my hand, but she wasn't there. "Max, come on. I know you're trying to wake up. You're almost there. Just open your eyes." she whispered. 'Wake up? Am I asleep?'
I grasped her invisible hand and pushed myself forward. The pain wasn't getting better. I felt like I was going to collapse. 'Almost there. I gotta be almost there.' I thought the pain unbearable. Suddenly my eyes opened. Above me was a white ceiling. And next to me, Chloe, with tears in her eyes. "Max."
