Time Machine

Ch. 10: Waking Up

•Dahvie's POV•

"Dahvie, can you hear me?" A familiar voice cried. "Dahvie, please." Oh no. Jayy. The last person on earth I wanted to find me like this. This can't be how he'll remember me.

Why aren't I dead! I tried to open my eyes, but I couldn't find the strength to do it. I tried so hard to show Jayy that I was okay so he'd leave, but I couldn't. Maybe I really am dead and my spirit is hearing this.

"Dahvie. Wake up! Please!!" Jayy cried again. I could hear the strain in his voice.

"Jayy I'm calling 911," another familiar voice said. Jeffree.

"You should have done that as soon as we found him!" Jayy breathed.

I felt something lay across my chest. I'm guessing it's Jayy but I wouldn't know for sure because I can't. Open. My. Eyes. *eye roll*

The weight that was on my chest was suddenly lifted. No sooner than the weight was gone, I was in someone's arms. The person held me close.

"I'm here Dahvie. I never should have left you. It was stupid and I know it hurt you. But I'm here now. Please don't leave me," Jayy whispered in my ear. He then sniffled so he must be crying.

A wave of sadness came over me. I didn't want to hurt anyone. I only wanted to be free.

The overwhelming blackness started to take over. No! I screamed in my head. I will NOT die now. Not like this.

I gathered up as much strength as I could and miraculously opened my eyes. I saw the pain on Jayy's face. But when he saw that my eyes were slightly open, a look of relief washed over him.

"Dahvie," was all he could say before my body went limp.

"The ambulance is here Jayy. You have to put him down. They'll take care of him," Jeffree said calmly.

I lost consciousness as soon as I was in the ambulance.

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•JAYY'S POV•

I've been sitting beside this hospital bed, listening to constant beeping, for I don't know how long. I haven't gone home. I haven't been on social media. I haven't even slept. Soon, I'll probably end up in the bed beside Dahvie's.

"Jayy. I think you should go home and sleep. He's not going anywhere. He'll be okay," Jeffree and Haley said every time they came to visit.

Each time, I had the same response.

"I'm not going anywhere until he does. I refuse to leave his side again."

Every once in a while, Dahvie's fingers or toes would twitch and I'd get excited. But the doctors had to be little Debbie Downers and tell me that it was normal for people on this many narcotics.

I just want him to wake up. I mean I know he lost a lot of blood and he had to have his stomach pumped, but does he really have to sleep this long?

I'm seriously considering taking a nap. I'm exhausted. Hell, maybe I'll sleep as long as Dahvie does.

"Jayy?" A tiny voice whispered as soon as I started drifting off, although it wasn't a question. It was pure surprise.

My eyes shot open. "DAHVIE YOURE AWAKE OH MY GOD IM SO SORRY ILL NEVER LEAVE YOU AGAIN AND-"

"Jayy," he interrupted. "Leave."

"Wh-what?" I felt like I was hit by a train.

"You.. Look terrible," he giggled. "When was the last time you slept?"