I struggled under Pj's grasp, "Pj.. You.. You wouldn't do this!" I gasped for air, "I thought you were my friend, I whispered, tears blurring my vision. "Please you know I would- ugh!" Pj got knocked over and as dots filled my vision, the man who saved me wrapped his strong arms around me, "It's alright," he whispered, "You'll be okay, you'll always be okay.." I started to lose consciousness and tried to blink the dots away, I made out black hair and blue eyes and said the first name that came to mind, "Phil?" I asked, "Its me baby boy, it's me." I smiled as I slowly drifted out of conciseness.
