1001 LOVE STORIES(book Of Oneshots)

Surviving (PT.2 to Running)

Word count:1998

Have you ever had a moment where you wished you could be anywhere but where you were.

Today's one of those days.

Actually. Today was one of those days that you realize maybe you should have moved across the world. Changes your name and sex and became a sheep farmer.

I always liked sheep.

I lay in the middle of my parents home with nothing but my thoughts.

My first thought is I'm dying.

My second thought is it was worth it.

I look up at my hand as it begins to fade there's so much blood.

I can hear my mother crying and my heart breaks.

"Mom." I choke out as she call the police.

"I love you mom." I tell her.

I don't feel any pain. Is that a bad thing. I think it is.

My vision fades to black.

My eyes open to a bright light and I except that I am dead.

"Teven can you hear me?" A voice asks and I nod.

"How bad it it?" I ask what I guess is an first responder.

He moves the light and suddenly I see his stoning blue eyes.

Wow those eyes.

Then a sweet smile.

"Its not as bad as it looks." He says as I'm pulled up and onto a stretcher.

"OK I need you to stay awake ok?" He says as my vision begins to blur.

"Teven." He calls my name only now there's the sound of propellers. I was being airlifted that's not good.

"Teven how old are you?" He asks and i know its just to keep me talking.

"Twenty seven." I ask until he presses something on my stomach and I'm hit with the first wave of pain.

"Oh really I'm twenty five." He says and I smile.

"Cool. I always wanted to be in a helicopter. I'm glad I got to before I died." I tell him and he puts more pressure into my chest.

"No. This doesn't count. I promise when you get out of the hospital I'll take you wherever you wanna go by helicopter." I smile at this.

"Paris?" I ask forcing my best attempt at a smile.

"Definitely Paris. I'll take you to see the Eiffel Tower and all the order landmarks." He says and I smile as my eyes close.

"Teven we're almost there, tell me what else you like." He says and I look up at him.

Into those blue eyes.

"I like the color Blue." I tell him and he smiles.

"I like the color green." He says and I smile as my vision once again begins to fade.

"Tever what else do you want to do?" He asks me and I smile.

"I've never traveled? I want to see all the beaches." I tell him as my vision blurs.

"That's cool, I promise you Tever when you get out of the hospital I'll take a couple months off work and we're going to every beach we can find and we'll travel to each one by helicopter." I smile at this.

"Are you only saying this because, you know I'm dying."

"No I'm saying this because I know you aren't dying. We're here." He says and I attempted to look outside the window.