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Olives pov.
Burning. Fire covers the walls, creating a flashing red and orange wallpaper. I cough up black blood and I scream. I feel my feet start to move without me telling them to. I climb up falling stairs. I see the fire eat up the walls and tear down the roof. Then suddenly Im running, Im running with no direction. I feel weight and notice dying bodies on top on me. I run faster. Jumping over burning holes and kicking up fiery embers, I make my way to the doors. The glass melted and turned to goo on the floor. I almost got stuck in it but I jumped over the bubbling death trap. I jump and my fingertips passed the doorway. Before I made it out the door, everything went black.
I see nothing but black, even though Im trying to open my eyes. At least it was only a dream. I try to move but it feels like my body is strapped down, although I felt no restraints. I hear a voice. It takes me a moment to realize its singing to me.
"Its like Im waking up to, only half a blue sky. Kinda there but not quite. Im walking round with just one shoe. Im half a heart without you. Im half a man, at best. With half an arrow in my chest. I miss everything we do, Im half a heart without you. Forget all we said that night, no it doesnt even matter.. cause we both got split in two. If you could spare an hour or so we'll go for lunch down by the river, we could really talk it through. And being here without you, its like waking up to, only half a blue sky! Kinda there but not quite. Im walking round with just one shoe, Im half a heart without you! Im half a man, at best. With half an arrow in my chest. 'Cause I miss everything we do, Im half a heart without you. Half a heart without you, Im half a heart without you. Though I try to get you out of my head, the truth is I got lost without you and since then I've been waking up to, only half a blue sky. Kinda there but not quite. Im walking round with just one shoe. Im half a heart without you. Im half a man, at best. With half an arrow in my chest. I miss everything we do, Im half a heart without you. Half a heart without you..." The voice cracks at the end and I try to open eyes again but it doesnt work. The only thing I can do is squeeze the hand again.
The voice gasps says something but it sounds really faint. I guess it must be singing again. I squeeze the hand again, trying to comfort the troubled soul. The hand leaves mine and I feel them on my face. I scrunch up my eyebrows. I smile on the inside, glad to have another part of me working. I feel hot breath on my face and then I get fed up. I have to know who is hovering over me.
I force my heavy eyelids open. I see a blurry figure in front of me. I blink a few times but every thing turns black. I get really dizzy but I dont care. I blink furiously. The dizziness goes away and I focus on the face. Brown curly hair, green eyes, and a huge grin. It takes me a moment until I figure out I know this person. I cant place a name. I dig through my memory and then I get a fuzzy memory of Marios ice cream shop. Harry, thats hovering over me.
"Harry get out of me face ya doofus." I say. I pick up my 500 pound arm and push his face away. I blink a few more times until I see clearly.
"DOCTOR! DOCTOR! SHE'S AWAKE! OLIVE'S AWAKE!!!" Harry yells down the hall. I hear a rushing of feet and then a tall man in a long white coat appears in the doorway with about 15 nurses behind him.
"This is impossible! How can she be awake so early?! It has only been 4 days! She was suppose to be awake Saturday of next week!" He exclaims. Harry dials somebody on the phone and tells them to hurry to the hospital. He doesnt give them any idea of what's going on.
"Are you in any pain?" the nurse asks. I shake my head and crack my neck. I stretch my arms and legs. I crack my toes and fingers.
"Hey, can you get me out of these braces? I'd like to get up know." I say.
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