Trouble in Paradise. (Sequel to A Fresh Start, Janoskians Fan Fiction) COMPLETED!

Chapter Sixteen.

Chapter sixteen.

Roses POV.

I honestly thought I was dead, or in the process of dying. After my little trip down memory lane I clung to Beaus voice. I didn't let it go. For what felt like hours, days, weeks, months even I kept replaying it in my head, telling myself to not let go so I could tell him I loved him too. Eventually bit by bit my whole body became numb. I was willing myself to wake up, to open my eyes just one last time, to see his face. Eventually I was slowly giving in. Accepting that I was dead and no way of getting back to him, then I felt it. A gentle squeeze on my right hand. It was enough, that one sensation gave me hope. I mustered up everything I had left in me. I had to get to him. Get back to my Beau, I knew I could do it. Every second went by the darkness didn't seem so endless anymore. I started to smell the unpleasant smell of disinfectant and the overly strong lemon scent to cleaning product. Either heaven was set in a advert for herbal essences shampoo or I was in a hospital. I started to feel things again. I felt my heart beat in my chest. I felt the warmth of hands wrapped around mine. I felt the breeze on my face. I felt strong again, the darkness was behind me now as I rose and rose out of the pit I was in and back to my life, back to my Beau. He brought me back.

I started to see the redness you saw when your eyes were closed while sunbathing or staring up at the sun. I started to hear the birds cheep and the gentle quiet beep of a machine which from the sound of it was close to the left of my bed. I heard slight mumbles that began to form words. What they were saying was irrelevant. All that mattered was that I knew exactly who they were. As my eyes fluttered open they flicked to the three figures around my bed side. While Luke and Jai stared at me with shocked faces Beaus face turned into a huge grin as my eyes were drawn to his. He jumped up letting go of my hands and wrapped his arms around my shoulders. As I regained use of my hole body I slowly pulled my arms around his back and turned my face into his neck. His smell. His amazing smell that I had missed so much filled me up and made me feel more alive than ever. As he pulled away he kept his face close to mine, so much that our noses were touching. He went to say something as his eyes welled up but I shh-ed him so I could speak first. I knew what I wanted to say. What I had been dying to say, what I had stayed alive to say.

"I love you too... Unconditionally!" He smiled as both our tears trickled down our checks and he leant him and his lips locked with him. The taste of his mouth on mine and his tongue in my mouth gave me even more strength. As his heavy, hot breath was blown into my face I felt like I could pick up a bus. I wrapped my arms around his neck and put hand into his hair. The kiss was passionate and rushed and loving and needed. As he pulled away he looked at me.

"Never do that to me again! I've been waiting here by your bedside for a week!" He smiled slightly and leant down and pecked my lips.

I hadn't notice Luke had left the room but I did see him walk back in with a young looking nurse.

"Hello Rose, I'm Melony. I've been your nurse for the past week. How do you feel?" Melony was a very pretty girl. She was not much older than me, with deep brown eyes and hair the exact same colour. Her smile was warm and her figure was slightly more plump than the average person. Her pretty face made me feel safe straight away.

"Erm... My head hurts a bit but I'm really hungry." I said suddenly realising how hungry I actually was.

"That's understandable sweetie. You've been through a lot, your face was pretty bruised and cut but after stitching up your cut on your forehead your face will be back to normal and the scar will fade in no time." She smiled sweetly. Stitches? I pulled my hand up to face and traced my fingers along the long cut just above my forehead. It hurt slightly making me wince and drop my hand back to my lap.