I sit in silence for roughly 10 minutes. I am afraid to move, afraid that the bracelet will disappear. My fear fades when I pick up the bracelet and look t him. It is definitely Gus' bracelet. It is even super stretchy because Gus has a nervous habit of playing with it. I take a deep breath and find my cell phone. I search through it, looking for anything that could help educate me as to what is going on.
I try to remember his phone number, although I know that remembering little details, or sometimes even large details are hard to remember in dreams. I keep thinking of things that would help, like his house address, his last name, his email... in my dream all these things were memorized, but it's as if now they were pulled from my head like I was brain washed.
I'm sure that I could find his house or maybe his neighborhood if I drove around a bit, but it would be something I need to be alone to do, and even before my coma, I wasn't allowed to drive alone, so now it's basically impossible. It's only been a week or so since I've even been awake but I feel like I've been living in this never ending thought for centuries. Every possible explanation I think of can't be solved and doesn't make sense. For example, maybe I had the bracelet before my coma, but then I am smacked back into reality because I hate wearing jewelry, so there would have to be a very special reason to wear one, and I like to think that Gus was a very special person.
All of this thinking hurts my brain, but I may as well keep going, maybe I'll pass out again and go back to my great fantasy.
I just can't comprehend how someone can have such nostalgia to a person they've never even met.
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TFIOS: Alternative Ending
FanfictionI had to write an alternative ending to a book for my ELA project so i picked TFIOS. I kind of sprung off of an idea i saw on instagram, but this is my writing lol