Spirit Animals Oneshots

Kirat x Dawson - Mute (Part 3 - The End)

A/N -
Here comes part 3... I originally wasn't going to make a part 3 but I've had some suggestions so I'll try to make this a little less depressing...
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Dawson's PoV -

     I repeatedly called 911.. Even after his heart stopped beating... Even after CPR became too much for me and the grief took over... Even after I blacked out, if only for a moment... Even after the lady hung up once again... I called and called...

     Finally the lady answered for the third time, "I'm sending a police car to your location," she hung up again.

     Soon I could here the sirens and soon the police car pulled next to me and Kirat. I gave Kirat a final kiss before standing to meet the cops. "What happened here?!" a cop asked me as his partner began checking Kirat for signs of life.

     I signed, "My boyfriend was hit by a car," this only made me cry more.

     The cop just handed me a tissue and told me to get in the car. I gave Kirat a final glance before getting in the back of the police car.

     Hours had passed since I left Kirat. I now sat in a dim room with a cup of hot tea in front of me, provided by the police secretary. It was late, probably 3 in the morning. A translator had been called to help question me and get the details on what had happened. I hadn't stoped crying since everything happened. I kept thinking of how Kirat had sacrificed himself for me. He pushed me out of the car's way, now he's gone...

     Some older man walks in with a police officer escorting him. He sits down actos the table from me. "Let's get this over with," he grunts obviously annoyed.

     I bet your boyfriend didn't die tonight. I thought to myself. Some people just complained way too much.

     The police officer starts off, "The boy that was killed tonight, how did you know him?"

     "He was my boyfriend," I sign and a silent sob wrecks me as I signed 'was'...

     "He says he was his boyfriend," the translator tells the officer.

     I get asked many questions and the translator tells back what I just said. All the while tears fall down my face and I feel sick to my stomach. Finally, around 6 in the morning, I'm released. The officer's lasts question to me is "Do you need a ride home?"

     This is an easy question that doesn't require a translator. I simply shake my head no and add a polite smile as a thank you. With that I walk out into the dawning day.

     I don't think I can go home. I can't tell my parents what happened. I can't handle my older brother's sincere words as he tells me how sorry he is for me. I can't handle any of it... So I go to Kirat's house. My safe haven. His dad won't be home for a day or two and I know where the key is.

     I walk the long ways there...

Kirat's PoV -

     Why is it so dark? I've never known this dark before. Then I remember... my death. The pain hits me again. But something hurts more than the other... my heart. I wonder how Dawson is handling this. Can I see him? No, it's too dark. I think for a bit, I need to find a way to see if Dawson is alright.

     Then a bright light shines in my face and I hear the noise of a zipper. Suddenly, I'm standing. I can see. I see my body laying there in a body bag, blood dripping from the corner of my lips, a large gash on my forehead. I look awful... A man in a presten white uniform unwraps the rest of my body. I can't watch the rest as he pours chemicals in me. I run away. Through the door. The sun shines down on me and people hurriedly walk through me. Then it hits me, like the car did... I'm a ghost.

Dawson's PoV -

     I walk through the door and slowly make my ways upstairs to his room. I feel his presence everywhere here. His scent fills my nostrils and I feel something. Love? Grief? Want? I can't say, but I feel him. I also feel so tired, I wish I could sleep the rest of my life till I wake to see him again.

     I lay in his bed. I hug his pillow and burry my face in it. Then I fall asleep.

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     It's sunny out, birds are chirping, people are hurrying along the sidewalks. It's a normal day. There's only one thing on my mind. I need to get home, I need to find him. I don't know who 'him' is but I know I need to find him. So I hurry along the sidewalk along with all the others. I wish I could hail a taxi, that would be faster than walking, but for some reason, I know I can't. Everything is confusing.

     I see green, it's the park him and I use to go to. We first meet there. I know I'm close to home. I walk faster. I have hope now! I know I'll see 'him' when I get home, he has to be there.

     Finally, I wonder into my neighborhood. I run up to my house and hurriedly ascend the stairs. Just before I open the final door I take a deep breath. He might not be there, maybe he went somewhere else. I don't want to get my hopes too high. Once I feel confident I won't break down if he's not here, I open the door.
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     I wake up with a jolt. What a weird dream, I had felt like I wasn't in my own body. Then I sit up and look around the room. The feeling I get is different now. In a good way. Then I really do feel him next to me. "Kirat" I mouth his name but of course no words come out.

     Then I feel his arms around me and his lips on mine. I just wish I could see him. "Your safe," Kirat's words resonate in my head.

     I know I don't have to sign to him anymore for him to know what I want to say. All I have to do is think. "Now I am, your here," I smile and I feel his eyes smiling back at me.

     I can feel a warmth in my heart and suddenly I don't want to sleep till I wake up and see Kirat again. I know he's here with me and will be till I really can see him again.