"I'm going to love you until your heart stops beating, no one is keeping me from you. The whole world could tear me away from you and I'll always find my way back. Blind,deaf,old, forgetful I don't care because I will always love you"
"How can you...
I sighed uncomfortably the feeling of someone watching me never leaving but I continue to shrugged it off.
I moved my hand and draped on the other side of the bed, my hand suddenly hitting something hard,narrow and ice cold but a second later it was gone. I sat on my elbow and waved my hand around looking for the thing my hand had just hit.
"What in the holy hell" I whispered as I brought my hand back. Scoffing, I laid back on my back and slid my hand to my front pocket of my jeans pulling out my iPhone. I asked Siri to turn on my Spotify playlist and put the ear bud in my ears. I was listening to Sir Duke by Stevie Wonder when I felt the budget softly taken out of my ear. I wrapped my hand around the headphones and followed the wire thinking that maybe I was laying on the cord and pulled it out only to feel that there was nothing there. I frowned momentarily freaking out but I again just shrugged it off thinking I was overreacting and turned my music back on.
I felt a tap on my head, making me quickly turned around on my stomach in the direction the tap came from. I reached my hand out where I,thankfully, felt a hard chest. It moved up and down with steady breaths but I couldn't feel any heartbeat.
"Mark is that you? Or Daddy? You could of told me you guys were coming in here" I got no response, I frowned my eyebrows and patted the air again only to feel nothing. Now I was getting scared.
"Daddy! Mark!" I could hear loud thumps of two sets of feet flying up the stairs and into my room . I felt someone squat down next to my bed and take my hand. I lifted my other out and patted, feeling a face with a big nose and a bushy beard. Daddy.
"What is it baby girl?" He asked putting a hand on my cheek.m and caressing it with his thumb.
"I don't know Daddy, it was so strange. I hit something cold next to my bed and I felt someone pull out my ear bud then when I put my earbuds back in I felt someone tap my head. When I put my hand back I hit what felt like Mark or yours chest but when I asked if it was you, you didn't respond when I reached back there was nothing there!!" I knew I probably looked and sounded scared but I don't understand what going on.
"Honey, Mark and me were down stairs getting dinner ready. There is nothing here, I'm sure your just tired, lay down for awhile and sleep, 'Kay?" He didn't believe me. I can't believe my own father didn't believe me.
"Okay daddy, I'm sure your right. Good Night" I felt him get up and kiss my head.
"Good night sweety. Sweet dreams" I listened as him, and Mark walked out if my room and down the steps. I just shrugged it off thinking daddy was right and I was just tired, I crawled up the bed and pulled out the covers and pushing my body under them. I closed my eyes going deeper in to the entirety of darkness.
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(Jack's POV)
I watched as she slept in the bed looking peaceful, her chest moving up and down slowly as she breathed.
I couldn't help but think back to when she had stuck her hand out and hit my arm, her skin was so warm and I just wanted to run up to her and bury myself in the warmth she gave off.
I sat at the edge of her bed admiring her soft features. As light as a feather I brushed the stray strand of hair out of her face. I don't know what it is about about her but she makes me feel warm, not just from the feeling of being close to her skin but like gooey warm on the inside. I haven't felt human emotions in a long time. I forgot what it feels like just to have feelings.
