On My Deathbed All I'll See Is You

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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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