Don't Leave Me Alone | TØP

Chapter 20 // Tyler

I think it's time to let go.

What else can I do in here? Ask for help even though nobody can hear me? Move my body even though it's completely immobilized? Trust me, I have already tried all of these things, but nothing works. The only thing I can do is listen, and let's say that isn't my favorite thing to do.

Maybe letting go is the only option that is left. I didn't want to think about it before because I was scared of what will happen next, but desperation runs through my veins. Plus, a little death seems a good relief right now.

I take a deep breath, determined to do what I'm supposed to do. I'm alone in this, so there's nothing that will make me change my mind. Not even if every part of my body is slowly trying to move against my will.

Wow, wait WHAT!?

Now that's odd. I have never felt this before. Did I imagine it or did my body just MOVED? Whatever happened I hope it happens again; maybe if I try to move my hand...

I start with one finger, and with a small flicker I manage to lift it up. Relief rises to my chest, along with a strange feeling that I don't understand. Maybe there's still hope left, maybe I don't have to die after all. My body is fully recovered (don't ask me how I know that, it's just a guess), and that's what matters.

I lose track of how much time I stay trying to fully reanimate my body, but I finally manage to move my legs, my arms, and even my face. For a moment I swear I felt my lips curve into a barely-visible smile. I slowly feel alive again.

But there's something that I can't control, and it's the horrible headache that wraps my mind every time I try to think. It feels like my skull got fractured or something, because it hurts like hell.

Desperation is replaced with both relief and confusion, as many questions start to fill my mind. I would give up anything to understand the reason why I ended up in this situation. If only there was a way to know what happened.

Or maybe there is a way to know. Maybe I don't have to be trapped here forever, now that my body is useful again. Maybe things will make sense again if I just...

Without hesitating I try to break the layer of darkness that surrounds me by opening my eyes. The only part of my body that I can't move are the eyes, so opening them seems impossible right now, but I still try, because I refuse to give up when I'm so close to finally be free. The headache in my head gets worse but I don't mind it; I'm still not giving up.

An eternity passes before I feel a very bright light shine in front of my eyes, and that's when I stop. Now I feel my body heavier and sore, but my head gets lighter and clumsy.

Oh crap, did I just died? I was supposed to go the other way around.

When I finally open my eyes I feel my mind reboot. There's no darkness around me anymore but this is worse. I can't see anything instead of light, or maybe my sight isn't the best right now.

A moment passes and in my field of vision a few things start to appear. For example, the bright light from before was supposed to be a lamp hanging from the ceiling. And yes, I recognize a white ceiling too.

My lungs move as fast as lighting bolts and everything inside my chest hurts. Confusion strikes my mind an the headache blinds me for a moment. I hear an arrogant beep sound in my ears a I feel the urge to cover them with my hands.

And in the corner of my eye I see an unknown shape shriek and then whisper something that I don't understand:

"T-Tyler?"