( in this chapter you have to guess the pov's)
Static.
All I could hear was static.
My ears slowly destructing, making muffled noises around me seem smaller and smaller.
Vision.
My eyes couldn't see light.
They could only see the screen.
I can't make out what's on the screen.
It's.. green lines? That go up and down? Like pointy mountains? but they get shorter than longer? What are they?
Everything is white. Some is red, some is brown, some is a light pigment of skin, or a dark pigment.
Every minute my eyes seem to focus more, but my hearing stays in the low.
After 10 minutes, I could clearly see. I felt like I was dead. For a moment. I can't remember now, it feels like it's only been a incredibly short hour. How long has it been?
"Your finally awake now?" Asked a female figure, with dark pigment for skin.
I pushed myself to talk, I could feel myself mending, but very slowly.
"What t, happened?" I asked.
"A miracle happened." She replied.
"Was I dead?"
"We were able to save you before you gave out, luckily. You drank too much, and it got to your brain, but the police thought it was murder."
"What? I... why did I drink too much?"
"Maybe because you were unhappy about something? Most people drink because of something that happened in their life."
Then, my life flashed before my eyes. Everything was in rewind.
I saw a face.
A beautiful.
Familiar face.
A perfect one, a light pigmented one.
Eyes shining, short blonde hair swaying.
It was.
Ben.
My love. My one and only. Ben.
Where is he? I need him here. I love him so much. Why did I ever hurt that face? That soul? That little, amazing soul?
"Where e, where is he?" I asked.
"Where is who?"
"Ben."
Her face went blank. Something had happened. I could just tell. I could feel my Christmas magic coming back, slowly mending itself together.
"He.. he's on trial, pressed with charges of murder."
It felt like time stopped. He's my one and only. My angel. And he's going to be in prison? No. It can't be. No way my innocent boy could have done anything like that.
"Who did he murder?" I asked, panicking a little.
"The police think he murdered you."
How fucking dumb was that? Im alive now, so that's completely proof. They need to let him out. But I need to put up a fight first to get him out.
"When can I get out of here?"
"When your Christmas power regenerates."
"It's almost done regenerating."
"Okay, just wait a little bit then."
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I've just been sitting in the court room. I don't have a lawyer, nothing. Why. Im done. Why can't I just let go? Why did Nick have to die? Why did my life have to go this way?
Suddenly, someone busted into the room.
Oh my god.
It was nick.
He's alive.
He's alive.
Oh my god.
"Everyone stop! Im alive! Drop charges on Ben!" He yelled.
Officers came and got me and threw me to him.
"This will be worked out in a separate meeting." A cop said.
Nick held me in his arms.
"Nick, oh my god. I love you so much."
"I love you too, Ben."
"I thought you were dead!"
"No, I survived. I survived because of you. You are my all, my love, just.. my everything. I love you so much."
Just feeling his presence made me feel amazing. I love him so much. So much.
We got back to his apartment and he took my into that basement.
"I don't plan on doing anything, it's just the only place I know the police aren't investigating." Nick said.
Before he could say anything else, I kissed him. He kissed back, and i grabbed the back of his head. It was lustful and passionate.
Soft moans came from his throat.
"Maybe we can do a little something?" I said between kisses.
Santa pulled off his shirt, and Ben pulled off his.
I stroked his beard as he ran his hands up and down my chest.
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Sorry for the short chapter
- author
