It's Time To Move On... II Nathan Sykes Fanfiction

one.

When I woke up the next day, the first words that I heard were:

"Yes he woke up, but is still terribly weak, I do not think it was the best idea for you ..." advised of a woman, but to no avail."I do not care! ... I mean, ma'am,  let me see him, we're terribly worried about him " I heard a man's voice .... so strangely familiar.
"Ohh okay but just 5 minutes" the woman finally agreed. "Thank you, ma'am do not even know how much it means to me"

And at that moment I felt like someone came up to me and gently stroked my hand. "Hey mate, nice to know you're alive."
Ok it was a bit strange ... Does he know me? But how? In my head there is a dark and impenetrable void.
I do not remember anything at all. Who am I?

By the end of his visit to the stranger did not say at once, but I felt wearing his gaze.
After the five minutes that were for me the eternity I was left alone again. Then the first time since ... I do not know since when, I picked up the eyelid.
I open my eyes and slowly getting used to the world around me.
I was in a medium-sized room with walls painted in cold, faded shades of green and blue. The bed in which I found myself was covered with crisp white linens, and around it was a dozen of issuing various noises equipment.

I was in the hospital.
But how I got here? I remember after that ... no, I do not remember anything.
I looked at my hands. One, starting from the shoulder, the whole was tied with bandages, but luckily I did not have any major problems with the other one apart from a few bruises. The rest, perhaps especially was hidden from my view under the covers.

It was a beautiful, sunny morning, so I decided to take a trip outside the city. However, I had a few errands to run, so I went to my friend to help me with some advise.
"Hey mate" he cheerfully greeted me when he opened the door of his apartment.
I smiled involuntarily and went inside. "Would you like something to drink?" he asked.
"Tea, if you could" I said after a moment of thought and stood in the middle of the living room, looking over my shoulder as he disappears in the kitchen.

Suddenly the storm raged and it started to rain.
Lit, cozy room just became a grim, gray and devoid of any expression. Glare of the lightnings began to brighten the dark sky. It was an unbeliveable hiurricane... and before there were no signs that could predict it.
One of the lightnings hit the located in the living room window.
The roar and screech of breaking glass, joined the symphony of thunder and storm.
I bent down to avoid flying debris in my direction, but it haven't given much
A few seconds later, I felt like hundreds of pieces of glass dig into every uncovered part of my left hand. From the wounds dripped blood ...
Terrified and sore quickly I jumped out of the place and started running down the hall toward the kitchen.
There was something strange happening here...
The corridor seemed to stretch for miles, and on its walls stood out pictures ... so familiar. They resembled what has happened now on the outside. Rain, lightning, glass and some strange sounds, but it was not the same, although I must admit confusingly similar.
I finally got to the kitchen and pushed with all his strength the door, which opened with a bang. I came into the room, and there ... darkness.
All the noises stopped. Literally as if the world had stopped. Suddenly the light came on.
It was directed straight at my eyes, so I had to close them because its intensity was unbearable. Against this background I saw a slender figure, which was not carrying any traffic. To my ears came the same strange sound ...Yes, now I know what is! It's a squeal of tires.
Shivers went through whole my body.
I associate it from somewhere ..
It all seems so real.
Even what I feel right now but I do not know how to describe it.
Suddenly, as if from the underworld out a voice, or rather scream: "NOOOOOOOOO"

With horror I opened my eyes.
It was the middle of the night ... sweat was running down my forehead. and I was breathing heavily.
God, what was this dream ...Ouch! What was that ?!
My bewildered gaze fell on my left hand.
Bandages over its entire length was soaked with blood ... but it wasn't that what caused me such pain. Among silence filling the room, I could hear the quiet sound of drops splashing on the floor.
And then just pain, incredibly painful twinge in my left side and squeak ...intolerable to the ears squeal of machines. I could see nothing but the darkness appearing in front of my eyes. I had no idea what was happening to me. I vaguely remember only footsteps, shuffling all of those appliances and screams of people.
Then there was only darkness ...