The warm fluid seemed to envelope me. I couldn't see. the blackeness was darker than I had ever seen. I tried to move. The act made me scream out in agony. The pain was unbearable. I barely moved my hand to my stomach. And then it hit me. I was going to die from blood loss. Then suddenly, I saw a light in the distance, growing brighter each second. The darkness turned to gray, and then to white. It was blindingly bright.
I saw someone standing above me. Or at least that's what I thought. I let my eyes adjust to my surroundings. I realised that I was in a hospital. "..." I tried to talk, but nothing came out. I waited for a moment, then I tried again. "W-why am I here?" I stuttered. It was extremely hard to talk. I didn't know why. Someone grabbed me and repeated "Roxas! You're okay!" over and over. I noticed that the man was crying. "Who are you? And why are you crying?" I asked, finding it easier to talk. The man stepped away, his mouth agape. He walked out of the room, looking traumatized.
"The Man POV"
'I can't believe he doesn't remember me' I thought. I slid down the cold wall to sit on the floor. 'After all we've been through. He doesn't remember. It's all my fault!' I wanted to die. "Roxas!" I screamed. I didn't care about the nurses who were trying to calm me. I wanted my lover back.