Mr. Young's P.O.V
Black. Everything was black. I couldn't remember where I was but I vaguely remembered a man named Chris and the twisting of metal. I tried to open my eyes but I couldn't. What the hell is going on? I looked around and the black suddenly took on the more sinister form of silence and empty loneliness. All of a sudden, I heard a noise. It was far off, but it sounded like a door being thrown open and a person crying. "Hello? Please, help me!!" I yelled into the dark, but no response came. I was stuck.
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The hours dragged on and the person I heard crying before, was now periodically talking to me. "It wasn't your fault." "Dammit I swear you better wake up!" "Please, wake up." The voice was forgiving, then angry, then pleading. I don't know why but I really liked it, the voice that is. It made me happy whenever I heard the familiar hellos. I wanted nothing more than to say hello back and embrace the beautiful, strange, haunting voice. The only thing I didn't understand was why the voice was so sad. Even though I was alone in the dark, I was kept company by the voice and the name of a man named Chris, whom I couldn't quite place the face of. I knew the hours must have been turning into days but they moved so slow in the dark. Every time I heard the voice, I wanted nothing more than to wake up and find out the name of my companion. The dark was slowly making me lose my mind. There were a few things I was a where of: 1. My name was Jesse 2. I was surrounded by a never ending plain of black 3. Someone outside of that endless black was talking to me 4. I think I was in love with the guy named Chris. The last one was a bit of a long shot. I wasn't even completely sure the man named Chris my mind was urging me to remember, was real. Even if he wasn't, I'd take all of the company I could get here. " Jesse come on its been a month you need to wake up." the voice again flooded through out the dark. I had almost forgotten what a month was. Had it really been that long since I had opened my eyes? I tried once more to wake up, but my body refused. I could hear the voice more plainly now and it came in clearer than before. I still couldn't place it, but it was there. I was worried about something more important though. Would I ever going to wake up? Or am I laying on my deathbed?
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AN- Next Chapter is Going To Be Dobson And Will Show How He's Dealing With The Break-up, Accident, Coma, And A Certain New Lover...*new character alert* As Always Good,Bad,Terrible and Whose P.O.V Do You Want More Of?? Also Team Woung Or Team Day???
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Gym Class Love [Book 1]
RomanceThe love story between three gym teachers and all the trouble they go through for true love. Watch as they experience true love, loss, and sacrifice. Will they ever get to be happy? *WARNING CONTAINS BOY/BOY DONT LIKE DONT READ, TRIGGER WARNING TOWA...