The Unforgiven. [A Merome fanfic}

chapter 7

ok, so before we begin, i have to apologize for the cliff hanger on the last chapter.... Finals are coming up and my brain is fried. Sorry about that, really though. I don't know what came over me. so yeah. please dont hate me O.o

 I heared a blood curling scream thorugh the windows, follwed by a piercing pain in my chest. I glanced down and say a metal rod producing from where my heart should be. I brought a shaky hand up to it and lighty touched it. I heard another scream and realised it was from jerome. I looked to him and saw that glass had cut his face badly, his arm twisted at an odd angle. "Oh my god..." I heard Jerome whisper, tears streaming from his eyes. "Jerome?" I replied in a small voice, offering him my hand. "Please don't leave" I asked him, tears pooling in my eyes. "Never" he replied, tears streaming down his face, wetting his shirt. The shards of glass in his face made his eyes sparkle even more. I glanced down at the metal rod and nearly fained. Blood was seeping from around the wound, making a horrible but beautiful color on my hoodie. I knew that I couldn't stay much longer. 

*Le Jerome POV*

"Oh My God" I gasped. Blood was pourng out of the gash on Mitch's chest. I ripped off my seatbelt, took off my shirt, the pressed it to the wound. With-in momments the fabric was soaked, and his eyes were dimming. "Stay with me!" I screamed, making him flich. I couldn't loose him, not after Ezekiel. I couldn't let him leave. I could hear distant sirens, and someone was screaming. Maybe it was me. I still couldn't figure out why he would do this. How could this happen? I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist and pull me out of the car. "MITCH, DAMN YOU" I could feel tears steaexcedily falling from my eyes. The last thing I saw was Mitch closing his eyes...

 "Oh my God, oh my God" Those were the only words I could manage. How could this happen? I promised him that I wouldn't leave, and I didn't. The doctors said that the only way he could survive is if they put him in a coma. They said that he'll heal over time, but he might not wake up. I'm not sure how I'll make without him. I know we just met, but.... I really like him. I remember when I walked into class and saw him sitting alone in the back, and my heart went out to him. I might as well been sand in an hour glass. I could feel myself falling harder then ever before. That stupid, stupid guy. He just had to be so... innocent. "Sir?" I heard a doctor say. "What" I replied a little harsher then what it was meant to be. "We can save him, but we're going to have to go threw with th plan after all. He'll be fine. We can give him so medicine to wake him up when we want him too, so it's alright." He said brightly. "C-can I see him?" I exclaimed. He gave me the alright, making me rush in. 

It was hard seeing him lay there, wires and cords going in every direcction from his body. I knew at this point, they were the only things that could save him. I slowly approched the side of the bed, being a little overly cautious. Maybe he should rest, maybe I shouldn't disturbe him? I thought twice about it, then contineud. There was a small stool beside his bed, just perfect for spending the day there, maybe with him waking up soon. I sat down on the stool and stopped myself from crying. I had to be strong... Even if it meant dying inside.

HOLY POOP BUTT IM SO HAPPY ITS DONE HEUEHUEHUE. *cough* Anyways, to switch things up a little, 3 voted for the next chapter? Aaaaaaaand thank you guys so much for all the support, and feel free to leave comments about what I should change and stuff. I'm happy were this is going, but I don't think you guys will be..... Heuheuheu. Bur, for now, I bid you all farewell, and a goodnight. PEACE