Greg's P.O.V.
I woke up with my head pounding, the sun bursting through the curtains cutting through my head like a blade over and over. Ugggg, I round over to look at the clock. T-I-C-K. T-O-C-K. Time pasted by slowly and louder by the second. Dammit I was going to be late. I tried to move but the movement made my chest grow tighter till I could barely breathe forcing my body to fall back on to the bed. Till my lungs barely filled with air again allowing me to breath. This is death. Errr. I raised my arm barely till it hit the table then within a few misses the phone fell onto the bed. I let out a sigh of relief only a couple more things to do and all this pain is over.
B-E-E-P. B-E-E-P. B-E-E-P.
I clicked Russell’s number into the phone.
“Hello….” Russell’s voice spoke out.
“Russell…” I gasped out all the air that was in my lungs.
“Greg? You alright? You sound terrible.”
“I can’t….”
I had to stop allowing air to refill my lungs the silent grew on till I could finally speak.
“Come into today. I-ll.”
“It’s alright Greg, you get better alright?”
“Thanks b-y-e.” I gasped out.
“Bye Greg.”
Then the line went dead. I tried to raise my arm enough just so I could place the phone gently on the table, failing it made a long crash on the work top. Being too ill to care I fell back into a deep sleep allowing the sun to fade out of my eyes till only darkness remained.
Hiya guys just wanted to say thanks for everyone that reads/comments/votes. It means the world to me thanks very much. I'm sorry I aint uploaded so often im working on other stories as well that you should check out. :) x
