Your body was frozen in place, and you couldn't move. Not one bit. "Where am I?" You thought.
And then reality hit you like a ton of bricks.
The hate The razor Bleeding out.. All you could see was darkness.
Is this what it's like to be dead?
But slowly, you felt warmth. Something warm dripped onto you hand. You felt a pair of hands grab yours and more words were spoken to you. But you couldn't make out anything. And then you saw a light. It was faint, but it was there. Like the light at the end of a tunnel, it slowly grew. More colours appeared, and you body wasn't so stiff anymore. Your eyes started to open. You blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the light, which was shinning right at you. And slowly, you could hear too.
"Love?" you heard. You slowly turned your head. Thomas sat next to your bed, tightly holding your hand in his. His eyes were puffy and red, bloodshot, as if he hadn't gotten any sleep in a week or so. He looked like he had lost weight, his jawline showing more than normal. You whimpered as he tucked a strand of hair behind you ear.
You slowly sat up, looking around you. You were in a white room, with a beeping machine beside your bed, a chord connected to your hand. You slowly raised your eyes to look up at Thomas. It took him a second to throw the covers off and climb into the bed next to you. You didn't need to say anything, he understood.
He pulled you into his side and wrapped an arm around you securely holding you close to him, as his legs entangled with yours. You leaned into his body and cried. You sobbed uncontrollably as he blinked away tears in his own eyes.
"Why? y/n- why? Why would you do this to yourself? do you know how scared I was when they said your body shut down, and you could take weeks to wake up?"
He shook his head before wrapped both his arms around you. "Im s-s-sorry" You hiccuped and hugged his body tightly. "Im so-sorry" You repeated.
He kissed your forehead and laid you down, before snuggling to your side. "Please, y/n." His voice cracked as he said your name. "Promise me, don't ever try that again." He looked at you with eyes filled with tears.
You rolled your lips into a thin line, before nodding quickly. He sighed and kissed you.
"It's okay, y/n. I will take care of you...."
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It's ok - put down your weapons- DOONT SHOT ME AHHHH- *runs behind couch and dials 911 (111)* sticks head around corner - safe to come out yet?
I hope this chapter was good enough, i feel like it's really short.
