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I walked into the house infuriated at him for ditching my birthday dinner. I know he's going through a rough time, but I've always been here.
I walked into the living room searching for him. I looked all around the apartment not knowing where he could be. I tried the bathroom door, but it was locke. I started banding on the door yelling his name. There wasn't a sound coming from the bathroom. I ran to kitchen with my hands shaking looking for the key.
I finally found the key, panicking and barely breathing thinking the worst I unlocked the door hoping my fears weren't true.
I looked down at the floor to see him laying there pale and lifeless holding a pill bottle that was completely empty. "No, no, no, please oh god no!" I started screaming and crying. I sat down next to him shaking him trying to get him awake, but nothing.
He wasn't breathing. I tried to get him to start breathing again. But there was nothing. He looked like a body, not the person he was. The image broke my heart into a million pieces. My heart was hurting while I was doing everything to get him to breath. But from the looks of it he had been there for awhile.
"Please! Please oh god please live! You can't leave me! I love you, please don't leave me!" I screamed at him trying to get him to do nothing, but no, he stayed lifeless on the cold tile ground.
I didn't stop. I couldn't. I continue to shake him and try to get him to breath until the police came. I guess the neighbors heard my screaming and called.
The police tried to get me off of him, but it was a fight. They pulled me away from him while they tried to get a pulse. I fell to ground when they said he was dead. I knew he was, but the words...
My heart felt like it was being stabbed. My anger and sadness over powered me as I started throwing things around the apartment.
The person I loved the most, the person I opened up to, the person I devoted my life to, was gone. And there was nothing I could do about it...
I woke up crying with my heart in my stomach. I took in a sharp breath. I was sweating and I was shaking. My eyes were like a waterfall so many tears were falling. My heart still had the feeling of despair.
What the hell just happened?
I was lost and confused what it all meant. The pain was almost suffocating. I didn't understand why I had such a dark dream.
The doctor walked in while I was lost in my thoughts. "Raven, are you alright?" He asked dumbly.
I looked at him with a are you stupid face. First off you ask the question, when you know know he answer to. Second why would ask such a stupid question?
"Sorry, well it's good to see you're still the same Raven. So, what's wrong?" The doctor asked more wisely. He grabbed my chart and started writing.
"Nothing." I said simply still trying to recollect myself.
"There must be, you look terrible." He said still writing. I gave him the death glare.
What wonderful word choice...
"It's none of your business." I said bitterly. He inhaled deeply seemingly a bit frustrated. He shook his head looking at the monitor.
I could say the same about you...
"I see you're going to be difficult today." He mumbled aggrieved by my attitude. "Yep, still the same Raven." He mumbled where I could barely hear.
I rolled my eyes and asked "When am I going to be released?"
"We'll let you go tomorrow. We're going to keep you over night to observe." He answered completely.
"You should get some rest, it'll help you recover quicker." the doctor informed leaving the room.
"Thanks for your useless advice." I mumbled lowly curling up in my uncomfortable covers.
I'm probably having all these bad dreams because of how damn uncomfortable this damn bed is...
I laid there with my eyes closed thinking about what the next few days might be like.
It's probably going to be hell. I'm going to be in the woods in a place I've never been to with a guy I've just met. Not to mention he's a total ass...
I was thinking for a few minutes. I was almost fully peaceful, but this voice in the back of my head wouldn't shut up going to the remote area.
All he's going to do is challenge you. you need to show him that you're not someone to mess with. That is if he even succeeds in getting you there. You need to put up a fight. And that girl, huh, she couldn't stop a daisy from hurting her.
"Shut up!" I shouted lunging up. I was looking forward but what I saw shocked me.
There was a man dark brown hair with hazelnut eyes. He was wearing a white T-shirt with blue jeans. He was smoking a cigarette. He was staring right at me with a blank expression.
"Nice to see you again Raven." He said with a smirk plastered on his face. I was completely shocked and freaked out. I tried to make a sound, but I was completely frozen. I couldn't breath.
He looked like a normal young man, the only difference was I could see right through him...
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The Journey to Escaping Darkness (Book 1)
VampireYou can't ever completely erase pain. Somehow it'll leave behind a memory. And sometimes you need more than just yourself to escape the darkness that's added up for over a thousand years.