Hera POV
I felt my whole body is swollened that I can lift or moved any part of it. I'm not sure if I am lying on my own bed or not. What had happened to me? I have no idea. Where am I? I don't know either. Last time I remember I am eating dinner with Sarah. I really wanted to know where am I at this moment. I tried to openy eyes but my eyes lid are heavy that its hurts. I heared voices, noises, people chatting but I can't clearly understand or comprehend what are they saying. I wish that I am not in serious or critical danger or whatsoever. I tried to concentrated and fucos listening. I need to make every voices, every noises clearly heared, tears started to build in my eyes but I can shed them. Fears starting to hit me big time but I have to be calm and panicking would not give me any good. Then I started to hear voices, someone's crying. I am so thankful that my senses are beginning to be active. I listened very attentively, I need to know what have happened to me and where really am I.
"Please baby wake up! I can't stand any longer seeing you like this! its hurting me so much..."a trembling voice said...
Wait, Is that Owen? I asked myself. Damned I can't be wrong, its him! Why is he crying and why do I need to wake up? am I dead? But how? It couldn't be, I'm hearing voices and I damned sure I'm alive. There no way that I am not! Oh no I must exerted all my efforts to make my body move. I had to think ways to forced my mind or brain that I have to wake up. I should bring all my senses alive and functioning if I have to fight every ounces of my being then I will!. I have to wake up, . I have to be literally wake up with my eyes open and my body moving.
I felt hopeless. Oh God I really need your help, I need. it right now. I uttered a small heartfelr prayer to asked the Lord almighty to bring his angles and wake me up from this terrible nightmare. I really need to wake up, if coming from the grave is all I need to do I have to fight.
Mind over body! Mind over body! Thats is the last things entered my mind. I concentrated with all my heart and whole being to knocked all my worries and fears within me. With that in mind, I suddenly I felt someone hold my hand, squeezing it tight, as if kissing it gently. I felt something has dropped in my hand, a liquid, water but I'm sure that it wasn't just water but tears.. I am sure that someone is crying while holding my hands.
I heard voices again and sobbing.
"Please baby do wake up.. please I'm asking you, you have to wake up for me for us.. Francis says you can't hear me but I'm not giving up..I know you will hear me.. you heart will hear me..and if I had to say it a million times I will do it..I really miss you...."
Tears wanted to get out of my eyes. My heart almost break to heared his agony and pain. I wanted to tell him that I can perfectly hears him, that its breaking my heart to know that his hurting. I tried to speak a word but there's no sound escaping my mouth. I forced to move my fingers but I can't.
Don't cry Hero I mentally say, you don't have to....I will try everything to wake up. I will force my head to wake up. I will.. please trust me..just only wait.
After a long hours of endless attempts I finally succeeded, I can now move my hands, my feet and my fingers. then I try to open my eyes, and I finally felt that I can move my eyes' lids. Happiness felt my being and my heart almost jump with joy and gratefullness. But I need to make it sure, I need to take it slowly. I have to be patience. I felt so thirsty there is a necessity to drink some water. My throat was dry. Oh no I think I'm slowly felt alive.
I can heard my own heart beating and I gasped for breath. Sweat all over my body. There's nothing I can do but to open my eyes and wake up.
I slowly open my eyes and I can see there's was only darkness. I close my eyes again and open it again, then my eyes suddenly adjusted to the place. My vision is now back to normal. I can see now that I am in a room, a huge room probably. I glance at my side I can see that there were machine in there, I look all over myself. I can see that there were something attached or inserted in my hand. I notice I was on IVs, a heart monitor attached on my finger and an oxegyn hose was only my nose.
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