Saviour A Black Veil Brides Love Series #Wattys2015

Chapter Forty Raven

            My head felt heavy and clouded as I tried to open my eyes with no success. I felt like I was under water and couldn’t surface but I wasn’t panicking like I should. Barely able to move my fingers I could feel rough sheets underneath my body.

            Why couldn’t I open my eyes?

            Hearing footsteps I tried to focus on where they were going as my senses dulled and came back. The footsteps continued to get louder until they were right next to me and then completely stopping all together. I could hear someone sighing as warmth entered my hand. Confused I tried to think of who could be holding my hand but nobody came to mind. I didn’t have any friends at school and dad was; dad wouldn’t hold my hand anymore.

            “Raven, please wake up,” The deep voice whispered. Mesmerized I wished for the man to speak, his voice was so hypnotic and matured. It sounded gravely like he smoked but I couldn’t ignore him but also because he seemed so familiar like I knew him from somewhere. He must know me then if he knows my name.

            “Come on baby, I know you can wake up. Please, for me, wake up for me.” My heart broke as he begged. I wanted to wake up but something was keeping me from doing so.

            “We’re all here, Lisa called us. You sure know how to scare us baby,” He paused and started rubbing my hand. “I love you Raven, I really do. I am so sorry for kicking you out; I talked to Ash and CC and talked it out with them. I was an asshole and I’m sorry. When you wake up I’ll make it up to you, I promise. I’ll do whatever you want babe but please, please, wake up.”

            If it was even possible my heart seemed to drip with tears at this. I must mean something to this man if he loves me this much, to beg for me to wake. Gathering the little strength I had I tried to open my eyes but was met with nothing. I was still surrounded in a sea of darkness that never ended.

            Faintly I could feel something soft touch, oh what was that? My hand? It had to be my hand, it seemed too far away for it to be my head. The softness didn’t leave for quite a while until I could feel the roughness under my fingertips. If this mystery man is asking me to wake up, then I must be in a hospital and the roughness under my fingers but be the rough sheets that all hospitals seem to use. So that softness, I felt it again and my heart fluttered, he must be kissing my hand and holding it to his lips.

            Feeling something wet hit my face I came to conclusion that he was crying. No, don’t cry! Please don’t cry mister! For someone that seemed so loving and kind shouldn’t be crying tears of pain.

            Oh why can’t I do a damn thing, why can’t I let him know that I’m here, well, mentally here, that I can hear him and trying to wake up. I want to see this man that cried at my bedside who begged for my eyes to open.

            “Raven, I miss you honey. If you can do anything, even twitching your fingers, to let me know you can hear me, please try.”  With a dip in the bed I could feel the slant of a nose against my cheek before he kissed me. My heart cried even harder and this time, something came out of my eye, something salty leaked out the side where the man’s nose was against my skin.

            The warmth of his breath hitting my face left but was replaced with his thumb wiping away the tear.

            “Raven,” he whispered, “You didn’t have to cry.” If I was okay I knew I would be full out crying and a laugh would break out of my mouth but since my body was tired out and refused to do such a thing, I mentally smiled. Determined tried once again to gather my energy but instead of focusing on my eyes and opening them, I focused on my hand in his to try and move them so he knew I was trying in here to come back.

            After what felt like years, and probably could be, I finally got my thumb to move back and forth once against his hand. I sighed and mentally wept the sweat from my brow and pretended that I slumped into a chair trying to catch my breath after running for a long time.

            “That’s it baby, that’s good. Keep trying.” I smiled and focused on his voice. I was honestly afraid that I wouldn’t hear him and if that happen, would I ever wake up? But there was something that scared me even more.

            I didn’t know who this man was.