I always wanted to know what it would be like to die. Do you actually get to feel your soul leaving your body or do you feel nothing at all? Right now I felt nothing at all, I was completely numb. I tried to move, but my limbs wouldn’t budge. Nothing, I felt nothing. I guess this is what it is like to be dead. There was a constant buzz ringing through my ears, that’s about it. My eyes slowly tried to open, but darkness still surrounded me.
A faint beeping sound started to slowly take over the constant buzzing noise that was giving me a headache. I tried to move once more but my body was still completely frozen. My eyelids were trying their hardest to open since my body obviously did not want to work. Suddenly, the darkness started to fade and spots of white started to take over. I could not only hear the beeping, which was gradually getting louder but now my all of my senses were starting to work. The scent of rubbing alcohol started to burn my nose, which made me realize how raw my throat felt. I had to close my eyes since I was getting so used to the darkness, the harsh white light was starting to bother my eyes.
When I thought that the darkness would soon take over once again it didn’t. Images of a beautiful man started to flash through my mind. It could only be one person, and that person is the only person who I believe can help me with my problem. Harry.
“Jessica, remember Harry doesn’t want you. He had another girl answering his phone. He’s the reason why you took those nice, sharp razors to your pale wrist.” I could feel my body start to shake. I had been the first movement that I could actually make. I needed to get away from the voice, I couldn’t do it anymore.
“Jessica…” the voice continued to hiss. I tried to scream out for help, but my throat was still to raw to make any noise. My body still trembled from the hissing voice still calling my name.
Soon white took over my vision as my eyes shot open and I sat up quickly. It seemed as if I couldn’t catch my breath. I struggled for a few seconds until I started to cough.
“Jessica.” A voice broke me out of my coughing spell causing me to close my eyes. I felt my body slowly being pushed back until I was lying down. “It’s okay, okay?” I tried to nod, but the minute of panic that I had just experienced had completely drained me of any energy that I had. I could feel the person who was trying to calm me down rubbing small circles on the back of the right hand.
“I’m here, there’s no need to worry. Go back to sleep sweetheart.” As much as I wanted to obey the persons command, I knew that it would not be possible. I slightly opened my eyes once more, catching the persons beautiful bloodshot green eyes watch me as if I was a ticking time bomb. Soon my eyes closed and darkness took over once again.
Green eyes, it had to be Harry.
(Hi guys, sorry I haven't posted anything in like months! There has been so much going on in my life right now, that I can't even function. Well tomorrow I see the boys for the third time so yaaaay!)
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