The lights were brighter, their cries were louder, their worries were higher, their anxiety went higher. There you layed.On a small bed, being rolled quickly to a hospital room.
Your arms bled, your tears shed, but not a sound was heard. The doors slammed shut as you were being carried to a hospital surgeon table.
"Suicide attempt, 29 year old female, drug overdose, found in a hotel room by Chris Fehn." The surgeon said.
Your vision began to blur. Then the nurse gave you a shot, and some sleeping gas and some anesthesia. Their voices began to fade, your arms became numb.
"We need blood ASAP......" The voice faded.
Dream
"I'm gonna miss you boy..." You said, holding your beloved dog Niko's collar.
You looked at the fresh dirt. Tears flowering your eyes with sorrow and sadness. You began to tremble and lose focus.
You fell on your knees, and began crying your heart out. You whimpered. Whispering his name over and over again under your breath.
End of Dream
'Heartbroken...'
'Destroyed...'
'Broken...'
'Agonizing pain....'
The lights approached, you squinted your eyes, and closing them.
You opened your eyes. There you layed in a hospital bed. Stitches on your arms, and your throat feeling weak. A huge pounding in your head, a tube hooked on your forearm. A medium size bag of blood hung by a hanger. And a machine sat on top of a hanger.
You pressed a button on the side of the bed, making a noise. The door opened and there a nurse stood. "Yes ma'am?" She asks, "What's the date?" Your voice croaked. "September 27." She says, "When did I get here?" You asked. "September 3rd." She says.
You leaned back on the bed. Then, you felt a drowsiness overcome you. Making you fall back asleep.
Dream
You saw yourself being carried by Paul, he had tears running down his face. You layed in his arms, lifeless, and almost.... dead.
He rushed to the stairway and ran down the stairs, being careful not to drop you. He then got to the main level, "CALL 911!!" He screamed. The owner quickly called the ambulance.
Blood dripped, it got on Pauls light grey shirt and blue jeans. Your blood, like water, covered his hands.
Your arms were slit, and your legs, and your stomach.
Then, the ambulance came to the hotel. And took you. You saw yourself being taken to the hospital.
You followed them to the hospital, and they took you inside the hospital and into a surgery room. They began putting you on medication and anesthesia.
Outside the room, you saw Paul sitting anxiously outside the room. Tears still flowing, and he threw his hat down. He raged out, began saying your name over and over again. "Oh babygirl..." He whispered, "Please make it...." He said.
End of Dream
You looked to the side, and saw Paul. The bags under his eyes were intense, he looked awful. You saw stubble coming, and he hasn't shaved. He changed too. You looked on the windowsill, and saw a black bear stuffie, and a few bundle of roses.
"P-Paul..." You whispered, his eyes slowly opened. He looked at you, he smiled and brought his hand up. Stroking your face, he leaned in and kissed you. He got up, and hugged you.
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Slipknot Imagines
FanfictionThere's not one of these books, at least that I think. I decided to make this!