Locked Away (H20Vanoss)

Chapter Twelve: Sweet Dreams

~Vanoss POV~

I felt something cold touch my neck so I fluttered my eyes open and was greeted by Mini. I smiled  weakly and closed my eyes again and began to drift off to sleep.

"Vanoss you have to wake up," said a muffled voice. I groaned and opened my eyes again and felt my body being lifted up. I sighed and my eyes fluttered close again.

"Vanoss Jonathon's here," said a calm male voice. I shot up and opened my eyes.

"John," I asked with a raspy voice. I scanned the room and saw a nervous Mini and a few guys hovered over me. Then reality hit me hard Johnathon is gone and was only said to wake me up. Tears welled up and fell back down on my back.

"I'm sorry Vanoss," Mini said breaking the silence.

"It's fine he's gone and I have to accept this," I stated emotionless.

"Vanoss," he hiccupped and tears fell down his face.

"Don't cry Mini," I cooed.

"Why you're suffering and you always put on a smile. How," he yelled. I shrugged and looked up at the plain metal ceiling with a couple lights swaying back and forth.

"Sir once this elevator opens walk the opposite direction we do," commanded one of the taller guys.

"But h-," Mini whined before being cut off by a gruff voice.

"There isn't much room on the ambulance."

"Okay I understand....." Mini said with a look of defeat.

"Good," said the gruff voice. Finally the doors squeaked open and they carried me out of the elevator.

"Goodbye Vanoss," Mini yelled before disappearing into a sea of people. I tried to wave but my arm wouldn't move and he wouldn't see me wave anyways. I sighed and slowly drifted into sleep no matter the pain that was shooting in my legs. First there was nothing then finally I dreamt something.

I was in a hospital and not laying on the plain white bed. I looked around bit all I saw was a white sheet hung up and around a bed.

"Help someone help me please," cried out a voice behind the sheet. I jumped up and ripped down and I fell to my knees. There in a bed with a ton of machine attached to him was Johnathon.

"No this isn't real. He's fine safe and happy," I cried out. Then the room began to spin and slowly the hospital room tore away. Grass grew up through the tile floor and huge stones rows by rows poked through the ground. I looked at the new area I was in now. All around me was headstones going on for miles and a few feet from me was a dying tree.

I saw a shadowy figure sitting under the tree. "Excuse me but can I ask why and where I am," I asked cautiously. The figure outstretched his arm and pointed to red granite headstone next to it. I approached the headstone it was desolate of letters and on the right corner a rose carving decorated it. I looked back up to ask more questions but the shadow figure had disappeared.

I looked back over at the headstone and saw words appearing.

             HERE LIES                JOHNATHAN DENIS
6769 - 6788
A loving son

I screamed and the world became bright. I shut my eyes from the blinding light and opened them to a brighter light. I blinked a few times adjusting to the bright light. I saw that I was in plain white room, flowers all colors dotted the room in hopes of making it less dull, machinery next to me beeped in a rhythmic pattern, Mini was fast asleep in a chair sleeping, and that I was in bed laying down. I tried to sit up but the pain stopped me and a yelp escaped my lips.