Colliding Worlds

Chapter 52.

Rya's Pov.

From my many almost death experiences I can say that dying is really painful. Not mainly in the literal sense though. It's painful when you're agitated and anxious, trying and fighting so bad not to have that last breath come out of you. It makes you think about your whole life, all you're fighting to stay alive for, but in the cynical sense it also makes think about why you're fighting so much to live, why don't you just give in to that lingering promise of peace when you stop breathing. Because that peace is always there, just tempting you to give in to it, it feels like sleeping, just closing your eyes and finally going to sleep. But you know you won't wake up from it, that's when you remember the people you don't want to mourn you, and the people you don't want to leave. That only makes you hold on a little bit longer till you get saved.

But this time, I felt all that, but like a thousand times. I was torn apart, kept dying and waking up to great, excruciating, inexplicable pain. I died mostly from shock and woke up only to die again. Being immortal had it's perks but it hurts like hell!

You know when you break a bone and the doctor maybe has to break it  a little bit more to quicken the healing process, or when you dislocate a bone and it has to be popped back into place, imagine that a thousand times more painful. Only that it wasn't just bones breaking over and over again to heal fully, but also my flesh. They were torn apart and had to mesh together in a not so pleasant way.

I just laid there on the cold concrete, my comrades and friends also lying there around me moaning, crying, and screaming from the pain of their bodies reconstruction.

My eyes were finally healed enough to function and I opened them, even though the action was slow and gentle I still felt a painful sting.

My eyes were looking up to the sky because I couldn't bring myself to see my body or anyone around me, I didn't think I could handle it.

Grey flakes fell from the sky in a slow steady pattern along with the snow. I just watched them fall for what felt like forever before I looked down at my arm that was stitching itself back together right at the middle, it was beautifully fascinating but also traumatic. I turned to my left and saw bodies lying around, blood, organs everywhere. It looked worse than an horror movie. I sat up with a groan and saw some people already standing too, helping others up.

I quickly scanned the area for silvestro and my friends and I found Leah first. She was just sitting up too looking so terrified and out of it. Her eyes wondered to the girl in front of her whose stomach was open and healing slowly and the next second she puked.

I got up with a wince and went to help her up and out of her mess, "hey cupcake" I croaked "Rya!" she was more than ecstatic to see me, so much she hugged me, in all her puke glory. I hugged her back though, I was happy to see her too. "you look like a hot mess!" she screamed, I guess her ears haven't recovered fully from the explosion. I managed a laugh "you too darling"

We managed to drag ourselves round till we found our friends and helped them too. I couldn't find Silvestro. We found everyone but no Silvestro. I began to panic, bad. My heart was beating in my ears, I stumbled around desperately looking for him. I felt hot tears begin to sting my eyes as I stood in the middle of the explosion, most people already up and alright and I couldn't find him.

"where are you?" I sobbed. I don't know what to think right now and I definitely don't know what I'll do if I don't find him 

"I'm right here baby" I turned around to the sound of his voice, he was the perfect definition of A hot mess his hair was rough, his face with blood splashes here and there with some black ash dirt stains and sweat. He looked like he just went through the explosion without getting hurt.