Adelaide's POV
I didn't know how I got into this position. What was wrong with me? Why was I in the ICU? Where was Cyrus? My head felt so heavy. Everything was so blurry. I has a hard time breathing. I tried to speak but it was too hard. Was this all a dream? I tried to pinch myself. I couldn't feel my hands. Infact I couldn't even feel my body. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to scream out Cyrus's name but I couldn't. Was Cyrus okay? Was he suffering like me as well? Where was he? Was he waiting for me to wake up? I wanted this to be a dream so bad. I wanted someone to wake me up from this nightmare. Finally I saw someone. Was it Cyrus? I couldn't see the man's face. I tried my best to speak. A small voice came out of my throat"Cyrus?". Everything was clear again. I could see the man's face. Who was he? Why did he have tears in his eyes? He called out my name and sat down at the edge of my bed. He played with my hair. He was not Cyrus. Who was he? He spoke "Why?" Tears rolled down his cheeks. "I.. I just can't" he said and walked away and closed the door. What was happening?
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Last Call
Teen FictionI knew something was wrong. I couldn't remember anything no matter how hard I tried. Except him. He was like a perfect memory stuck in my head. But I realized the only person I recognized didn't recognize me.
