They Know That It's Almost Over

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Josh's POV

As I slowly regain consciousness, a sharp pain makes me groan. My face is contorted with pain. I roll over and slowly open my eyes.  The bright light blinds me momentary. I slowly sit up, trying to ignore the pain in my leg. I let out a breath once I was sitting up. 

I looked around and realized where I was. My own bed, at the house. My eyes widen when the memories of last night filled my head. I pushed the covers off of myself. I saw two crutches leaned against my wall. I grabbed them and rushed out of my room. 

A few of the pack members noticed me as I rushed through the kitchen and out the door, making my way to the healer's den. They shouted my name, concern laced their voices. I staggered through the door of the healer's den.

I looked around. Tyler was laying in the first bed. He was hooked up to a few machines. "Oh, Tyler," I whimper and rush over to his bed. 

I look over at the bed next to his. Dallon lay there. The next one, the boy. 

Titan walked into the room, his face had a gash and a few bruises. He looked fine other that that. He walked over to me and placed his hand on my shoulder. He softly and sadly smiled at me. I nodded and smiled back, weakly.


By midday, I knew that Tyler had three broken ribs and a broken arm. The boy's name was Brian but he preferred to be called Marilyn Manson and was starved for a week and a half. Dallon was shot in the arm, which shattered his bone, and the smoke had poisoned him along with Frank. Gerard had two broken ribs, a broken wrist and was bruised all over. And Johnny had been shot in the side, but it wasn't fatal enough to kill him. 

Tyler was still asleep. I had been holding his hand the whole time I was there. 

"Please, Tyler," I whispered pleadingly. "I can't lose you." 


Tyler's eyes opened slowly. A small groan left his lips. 

It was now the evening. The sun was fading. 

"Hey," I said softly. 

"J-josh?" he asked, his voice rough. 

"I'm here," I said back to him kissing his hand. 

A smiled crawled across his face. I smiled with him. A tear rolled down his cheek, but I knew it was because he was happy. 

N/A: Awwwww, so cute. 

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