My Dark Past

Chapter Five

Leo

It hurts so bad. I don't know how to explain it. It feels like, if you've ever burnt yourself, that. But WAY worse. 

And if you've ever had the flu, how you're so cold if you take off the blankets. But so hot if you keep them on. And you toss and turn, and you want to cry in frustration. Except I'm not crying. I'm screaming in agony. 

I keep slipping into those blissful moments of sleep. But, I'm asleep the whole time. And it HURTS! I feel like I'm going to puke. They haven't taken off my shirt yet. I don't know why. I wish they would. And when they put the cold rags on my forehead it makes it better for a moment. But then, they take it off, and do something else. 

I just wish I could die. You don't get the pain. If I could get eaten by a hydra right now, or this, I'd choose the hydra.

Please death. Please come to me. Please. I just want to die. It hurts. I'm on fire, and I'm burning. Put me out of this misery. Please. I do not want to be on this Earth anymore.