powerless // f.w

Narrative

What's happening? What the hell is going on? Why can't I move? Cam? Finn?!

There was only silence. A bright white room. Empty. She sat down on the floor, feeling overwhelmed, tears welling in her eyes.

Fuck... fuck! Okay. Calm down. Think. Tell yourself what happened...

First I was getting sick, Cam said it was my own fault cause I knew something was off. God, why didn't he listen? Fuck. Anyways. I went to the panel. The girl... the little girl......... and then I went looking for Cam. Finn followed. I wanted to see Alex. Orchestrating it. I knew he was close. He was suppose to be rotting in jail. I was delirious, sick, spinning around in London, lost. I heard Cam, in the air, somehow??? I followed him, to the building. I went up, I found the empty floor. There were two guys. One shot the other while I tried to get to Cam, they shot him, right in the stomach. I screamed. I ran over. Tried to staunch the bleeding but it hit me. Right in the head. Then it was dark. And I remember hearing yelling. Running. Finn was there, talking to Cameron. It smelled like iron.... like blood.... everywhere. And then it was dark again. And now I'm here. Fuck.

How the hell am I suppose to make this work?

Am I asleep?

How do I wake up?

Fuck.... why is it dark....

Declan?! Is that you??

Cam?! I can't see anything....Cam!

It's me! What's happen- oh... oh my god...

Cam.... what's wrong...

I... I'm in a coma.

Oh.... yeah.... welcome.

How... are you okay?!?

I'm fine. Confused, a bit, admittedly.

Shit. We're in a coma.

... How long have I been out?

Awhile. I was worried about you. They kept saying you might not make it.

Oh. Ha. Well, good to know.

Declan-

Hey no. It's okay. I'm okay. How the hell did you get in here anyways?

I guess I.... got worse.

Fuck.

So... We.... we're in a coma... the same one... it seems?

Kinda? I'm not quite sure.

But.... I can talk to you?

Only sometimes I think. It's not like this all the time. Sometimes it's light. And I'm alone.

Okay... well...

Fucking hell. This is all my fault. I'm sorry.

Shit... Cam? Oh fuck it's light.

How the hell am I suppose to make this work?

What is going on?

How do I help Cameron?

How do I wake up?

It's gotta be me

HELL NO FUCK NO YOU ASSHOLE

Declan.... just listen to me-

ABSOLUTELY NOT! You show up for the first time in what feels like WEEKS and this is what you say?!?! This is what you wanna talk about?!

I've had a lot of time to think about it Declan. It's just how this is. We've tried every other way. It doesn't work. This is what we have to do. But it won't work until you accept it.

What if I go first? Huh?!

You can't will yourself to die. You think this is what I wanted? It's not, but this is how it works, okay? It's got to be an agreement. It's got to be in peace. Confidence.

Fuck Cam.... I can't.

Well it's been a few days. Me and Cameron have learned something. We can't be awake at the same time. One of us will live, one of us will die. Before, I was trying to make it him. I tried everything. But it seems like that's not the way to universe wants it. Fuck the universe.

I love you. I love you more than anything. You're my brother and my soulmate and I fucking hate this and I can't believe this. It's not fair. This is all my fault.

It's gonna be okay.

I know. It has to be..... I'm gonna miss you so much.

And I'll miss you. But we'll see each other. We're attached.... remember?

Okay. I'm gonna hold you to that in the afterlife.

I wouldn't expect anything different.

Fuck.

Will you tell my family what's happened? And that I love them.

Maya knows.

I know, she keeps visiting me and saying so. Finn visits too. I didn't mean to that time-

No biggie. Trust me. He needed that from you.

See you on the flip side

Agonizing pain. The air getting sucked out of my lungs. My body on fire. Every muscle, every movement, every gasping breath like another shot to the head, the stomach, the throat. I was convinced that this was it, that the universe would let me die and Cameron live after all, but then the room turned blue. And I was holding my breath underwater, and there was the brightest light above me, something swirling, like a whirlpool. I looked down and there he was. I could finally see him. He waved, smiled. He wasn't holding his breath. He was breathing. I could feel myself starting to cry but my lungs were burning, I was being pulled to the surface, every inch of my body in emotional and physical pain.

And then I reached the surface, swimming, clawing my way up, I broke through. The water felt like arms, trying to pull me back in.

I stumbled around, gasping for breath, slipping on the water-covered floor, the whirlpool behind me, trying to pull me back. I ran for the beach. And when I finally got there, I fell to the sand.

"C-C... Cam!" I cried at the ocean, the whirlpool.

And then I could feel someone's eyes on me.

I turned and there he was, ghost figures all around him, ten yards away on the beach, staring at me, wide-eyed.

I looked back to the ocean. The damn cursed beach. Mother was still there, sunbathing on the rocks.

"What are you doing?!" I asked hysterically

She pointed to the whirlpool again.

"I don't know what you mean! He saved me..." I whispered, tears in my eyes.

"I didn't know you were worth saving" She smirked.

".....Declan?" Finn's far away voice called.

When I turned back to look at him, suddenly, Cam was there too, in a bed, looking asleep or dead, I couldn't tell.

When I looked back at my mother, she was gone.

I got up and ran past Finn to Cam, and suddenly I was in a hospital room.

The beach was gone, and the group stared in shock and astonishment as they watched Declan collapse by Cameron's bedside.