Falling, Fallen (On Hold)

Falling, Fallen (On Hold)

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I laid in the gurney staring out the window, I heard the door open, but I knew who It was already because he came every day when he doesn't need to. It breaks my heart every time I see him, I hate that he has to see me like this hooked up to machines fighting for my life as I grow weaker every day, and yet he still comes to see me. I was taken out of my train of thought when I felt him place his hand on my hand and squeezed it gently, he then looked at me and spoke. "3 years of knowing you, and finding out everything about you, and seeing your struggles and seeing how beautiful you still are from the day I laid my eyes on you and from that you still take my breath away and I've been wanting to ask you this but I've been too afraid." He told me, and I smiled at what he said I felt a blush creep up on my face. I coughed as I said "so what is it you been meaning to ask me?" He looked at me and smiled he opened his mouth to say something but stopped and looked away, taking a deep breath and spoke. "Be mine?" he said looking into my eyes as he said those words my heart had skipped a beat but then I froze realizing that I only had little time left, I couldn't be with him "Why? Why ask me this when I have little time left when I could be dead any minute or any day!" I started to tear up and looked away from him. He placed his hand under my chin and made me look at him as tears were streaming down my face he wiped them away and spoke deeply but gently with a serious voice. "I love you...and I want to spend every minute, every hour, everyday and how evermore with you I want yo- no I need you with me I don't care if your dying because I know that you will make it that you'll become stronger and you'll get to see the world again!" He said with his voice breaking a bit. "Would you really stay with me? Do you really believe that I'm going to make it out alive..." My voice cracked at the end as I started to cry once again..........
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"B... Bryce?" I said quietly between my light sobs. He didn't answer me. He looked dangerous. His hands covered in blood, his jaw damaged, his eyes... I didn't know, what exactly I saw in them, but I knew, there was nothing good. I realized, I might be in danger myself. I had no idea of what is going on in his mind. I started walking away, keeping my body close to the wall behind me. I stumbled on some trash, but gained my balance back, never leaving the sight of him - now, a total stranger, in front of me. He slowly followed me, his eyes registering every movement I made. They looked predatory, all his appearance looked like it. Following every movement of his pray. And I knew that pray was me. Some cries left my dry lips. I couldn't hold in anymore of this tension. I turned around and started to run, run away from this place, away from him. Before I could make some steps, I felt my upper arm grabbed strongly. I let out a scream and desperately tried to free myself from his strong grip. Bryce took my other arm and made me face him. My heart dropped in my stomach, as I saw his hard stare. I stopped for a second, but then tried to get myself away from him again. "Stop trying! You are not going anywhere!" I heard his voice, which was said through his clenched teeth. He momentarily turned me around and grabbed my hole upper body and wrapped his strong arms around me, making it impossible to move my hands and myself. I started to scream again, but again, his fast movements stopped me. I felt him squeeze me tighter. He lifted me up from the ground a bit and put his large hand on my mouth. That made my panic rise even more. I was so afraid. I had no idea of what he is going to do with me. Is he going to kill me? I felt his head resting against my head, his breath touching the top of my ear, sending a strong shiver of fear through my body. I couldn't see anything, as my eyes were filled with endless streams of tears.

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