«The Last Stretch»

Chapter One

The pic is in case it doesn't show up like it's supposed to <3 (Update it didn't)

{Elliot Banks}

"Dr. Amelie Evans, please report to room 305. I repeat, Dr. Amelie Evans to 305."

I sprung to my feet, trying my best to ignore the voices that kept getting louder.

"It's coming
It's coming
             It's coming
It's coming
It's coming
It's coming
IT'S coming
IT'S COMING
IT'S COMING
ELLIOT"

I put on my best smile and ignored the voices as best as I could. Occasionally I pinched my arm to focus on anything but the voices. Every time they came, they got louder, desperate for someone to know, for someone to believe. I needed to get out of here and find some one who would help me. I laid back into the bed and waited for the doctor to get here, she was sure taking her sweet time, and looked over at Sydney, the only friend I have in this place, his back is turned to me and his shoulders are slumped. I know he doesn't want me leaving, but I has to be done.

"Sydney." I call softly. He shuffles at the sound of my voice. He turns toward me and stares. I don't move or speak, I just lay there taking in everything about him. He has dyed pitch black hair, tan skin, his eyes are a bright, surprising pink, the only sign that he's a mutant. He's in a grey tank top and boxers. He's has to look good even when he's sleeping.

"I don't like it," He sighed. "But I know you have to, so I'm gonna accept it." I shot him a grateful look. "I hope it works."

"Thanks. I don't know if I could've left with you mad at me. But hey, don't forget that you're getting out in a few days, and I'm gonna be right here to get you." I gushed out. He looked up at me and gave me a small smile. He move over on his bed and patted the empty spot, signaling me to go to him, which I did. I laid down in the bed and stared at pink eyes in front of me, he only stared back.

"I'm gonna miss you." He said. His eyes flickered, briefly, to my lips. In response I gripped the front of his shirt gently and edged him closer. I hooked my arms around his waist and he wrapped his around my neck so we were left with no space between us.

"You know I have to leave in like 3 minutes, right?" I chuckled. He shushed me and kept me silent by placing and soft kiss on my lips. It was moments like these that I realized how much I loved him. We broke apart sooner than I wanted to, only for him to roll himself on top of me and dive back in for a hot kiss. A surprised squeak left my lips as he smashed his onto them, but I was quick to match his force.

I ran my tongue across his bottom lip and was granted access immediately. We stayed like that battling for dominance for a few more seconds before stopping for air with no clear winner. He rolled back into his spot before shoving me off the bed.

"Pack the rest of your shit, loser." He sneered. I smirked and got up, picking him up off the bed and brought him to my suitcase, acting as if I was going to try to stuff him in. He had started screeching as if it would stop me. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" He yelled out.

"You said to pack my shit. Do you not count yet?" I ask him jokingly, putting him down. He looks at me and doesn't respond. All of a sudden I'm on my back with an ache in my chest where his foot made contact with my rib cage. He got off the bed and started putting what was left over from last night in the bag. I got up off the floor, ignoring the dull ache in my chest, and went over to the barred window.

The door swung open as the doctor walked in with two other nurses beside her. "Hi Elliot, I'm Dr. Amelie Evans and I'm here to escort you out, After a few questions."

"Ok." I mumbled. I turned toward Sydney who had just finished putting in the last drawer of my stuff. I wrapped my arms around him tightly. "I'll miss you too." I whispered so only he could hear. I pulled away, grabbed my suitcase and headed out with the doctor, sparing him one last glance. 
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Ok so I've been thinking about a lot of things. And my writing style has been one of them. I honestly needed so much motivation to do this and that's a little bit worrying but everything's fine, we're gonna be fine.

So how do y'all like it so far? Thoughts? Suggestions? Questions(that I can answer)? Concerns? Leave some comments and let me knoooooow!! Vote, share, all that stuff. Or don't up to you.

QOTD: Favorite Person at the moment? Mine is my older brother & my daughter (she's not actually my child I'm 14 shdbhrjdj).

Anyways that's all for today, thanks for being in my corner of the galaxy and I'll see y'all next time.

~Mick