[BROLIN/MERTHUR] "tell me we weren't just friends." he begged, his bright-blue eyes growing glossy as tears filled them. there was a short and silent pause between the two, almost as if the blonde had been hesitating to voice his thoughts. then, he...
When I saw him lay there, bandages wrapped around his wounds, surely with stitches woven through his skin, a shallow breath filled my lungs, and a lump formed in the back of my throat as tears pricked at my eyes.
I gazed upon his features, his lips parted slightly, and his eyelids closed. His expression was blank, and his complexion was paled. No signs of breathing escaped his plump lips, and he laid still.
A presence was felt from behind me, and I turned my attention to it; my blue eyes drained of color. The words I dreaded for to reach my ears, processed through my mind.
"He's in comatose. There's no telling when he'll wake up. But, we must take this opportunity to bind his ribcage back to it's proper position. He's bleeding inside."
I felt a sting puncture my stomach, and suddenly it was as if the only light I had saw, felt; dispersed. It was dark, and I didn't think I'd be able to come from it.
Maybe I really am just like my father.
I walked over slowly, my feet dragging against the tiled floor dreadfully. A cloud of guilt and anguish hovered over me, and my body felt ten times heavier than it did before.
"I'm sorry." I whispered, my voice hardly inaudible.
I stopped just before his bed, and reached my hand out to place it upon the center of his chest. I closed my eyes, tears dripping from them as I felt around for a beat. A signal. Anything to signify he was still alive. I couldn't feel a thing. Just the cold flesh of a close friend whom I've only just met. I was about to pull my hand away, a sob close to erupting from my body, my limbs beginning to freeze and tremble, before I felt it.
I felt something.
A single faint, slow thump from beneath his thin sheet of cold skin sent a soft vibration to my fingertips. I threw myself over his body, and pressed my ear against his breast, my eyes wider than they've ever been before, pupils dilated.
And then I heard it; the consecutive thumping of a slow heartbeat. A smile pulled unconsciously at my cheeks and a deep sigh of relief left my lips. His torso then began to rise and fall, and my eyes fluttered shut, and I just stayed there; my head laid upon him as our hearts beat in unison, and our lungs breathed each breath more strongly and passionately as if it'd be our last one.
In that moment, I felt that last bit of light return to me, and that small flicker of hope enlightened my chest. He'd be okay.
And I could have sworn, Bradley was getting warmer and warmer as the seconds had ticked by.
The cold had begun to melt away as if it were never there.
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AN; not gonna lie, this is one of my favorite pieces i've ever written 🤧 thank you all for the reads and votes and comments and support! (600 views. thats insane!!) -lily -3/11/19
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