Living in Hell

"Angel... Please... Don't leave" a warm velvet voice, full of desperation filled my ears, I swear I could almost almost, hear the tears in the voice

I could hear my voice, too... Drowned... I know it's my voice but it sounds garbled, as if under water

"No! Krystal... Angel! ANGEL!!!!"

"ANGEL!"

I shot up with a gasp, meeting worried gray eyes, I curled up for awhile, trying to catch my breathing even.

4 days....

It's been 4 days that I have been dreaming of that strange scene. The same voice. The same situation... The same time for me to wake up...

A scared voice, no matter if it's seems to be coming from a grown teen... It was scared like a child about to lose his mother.

"Angel....?" My nickname came once more, follow by a rasping cough, making my head snap up to the tired looking brunette boy sitting up on the hospital bed.

I looked to the woman gently patting my head, gray eyes never leaving my still slightly shivering body.

It took awhile for me to remember where I was.

Hospital. John. Mom. Overnight.

"S-sorry Mrs. Gray," I muttered, calming more than ever, my brown locks falling down to cover my frowning face

"You okay, K?" John asked, voice full of worry

Now that I think about it... John's voice...

"Krystal? My dear?"

"A-ah," I muttered before smiling brightly to the woman and to her son, also known as my childhood friend, also my bestest friend, "I'm fine! It's just a nightmare, it ain't gonna bring me down too long!" I ended with my wife smile, making Mrs. Gray smile back

"If that's the case, I'll leave John with you for awhile. I have to fetch some things in the nearby store," Mrs. Gray patted my head before leaving the room with her purse

"....C'mere" the silence was disturbed by John's voice, his arms open for what I automatically know

I came beside him and dived into his warm hug, nuzzling my face in his neck, I hugged him back just as tight, trying to forget...

"4 days, if my counting is correct" he mutters, playing with my long, wavy, brown locks, "are you sure you don't want to seek help?"

"Who would help the devil's child" I muttered back

We were both silent, just enjoying the hug until I finally pulled back, "you sound and look terrible, J" I muttered

"I'm glad you noticed, I fixed my hair up this morning," he replied with sarcasm, making me snicker, "you know how the nurses are against with us being in a room by ourselves?" He suddenly asked, his humor leaking in his voice

"What about it?" I asked with a small tilt of my head

He stopped speaking and suddenly smiled, it was small, but it annoyed me more than anything since he would never tell me what that smile meant,"ah... It just makes my day to see their frowns as if we do something scandalous without my mother looking, since you ARE in marriage's age"

I just sighed, leaning my head on his shoulder as he loosely wrapped an arm around my waist.

"I don't want to get married. Not until you're out of the hospital," I muttered, "B'sides..." I paused, thinking of my words, "I hate the men that proposes back in the town. You would have taught they learn to keep away from the devil's child"

"The only thing that's a devil here are your killer cookies. I swear I see heaven whenever I eat those," J chuckled, making me laugh

"I'll see about making those 'devil's cookies' once I get home then" I replied with a small smile, making him beam up to me like a child.

Then it happened

It happened so fast, my mind was a blur.

The next thing I know was Mrs. Gray was wrapping me in a hug, tears unshed in her eyes while my own was freely falling down. Doctor's were rushing in and out of his room...

His room...

Oh my God...

"J!!!!"

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