Talk To Me | •Slow Down Sequel•

Chapter 17- Darkness🤕

Ayona

I was floating seamlessly in the darkness, alone.

For an eternity, it seemed. I'd been in the same loop—panic, semi-awareness, pain, and at last, overwhelming blackness.

I couldn't feel anything, it felt like I was being held down by something I couldn't sense.

Almost like when I'd been younger and I'd get sleep paralysis.

No matter how many times it happened, each time was the same. By the same, I meant, the long lasting panic and helplessness associated with it.

I was afraid even though I knew all I'd had to do was relax and let it pass on it's own.

What the hell is up, with this looping bullshit?

Maybe I was dead.

I couldn't remember anything, just the barely-there-flashbacks from before I'd succumbed completely to the darkness.

I was dead and he didn't know. He wouldn't know, he was going to be a father.

I'd lied to him and here was my karma.

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"Yona, girl... If you can hear me, I need you to wake up. Ok? Daystar, don't wanna show it, but he losing it."

"He loves you."

"Khalil, seem nice enough, but he's not for you girl..."

"...Ma'am.."

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"Yona, I need you to wake up, ight?... I'm losing my mind."

"Seeing you like this...it's hurting me."

*deep sigh*

"Ion even care if the baby ain't even mine...Shit, just come back to me—wake up."

"I need to see those pretty brown eyes of yours."

*Chuckle*

"I love you, you know this. Ain't ever gone be anyone for me, like you..."

I love you too.

My body ached, it felt as if I could feel every nerve in my body. Even as my heart beat, each pump sent a vibration of pain that frizzled throughout each and every nerve.

This must be something.

I tried to moved, but I still felt heavy—like I was sinking.

"Baby, can you do that for me again? Squeeze my hand again."

Oh, I guess I can move. I tried again, but I wasn't sure—I couldn't feel anything.

It must've worked, though. "Good," he praised proudly.

It took awhile, but the heaviness started to go away. I felt icy-hot.

Prickly, like when I'd run hot water on my hands after my hands had nearly frozen in the cold.

I imagined this was what thawing felt like.

I was relieved, feeling his strong hand in mine— at least before, I started choking on something.

Ohhmyshit, I was really dying.