So I don't really know where this came from...
Disclaimer: Honestly do think I own RENT. All characters belong to the great and wonderful Jonathan Larson
Summary: Basically Mark prays for Roger to live...
"I love you." I whispered "I love you,you can't go,I need you." Tears streamed down my face, softly hit the white hospital sheets.
I raise your cool hand to my face and gently press it to my lips,your green eyes slowly slide shut . I start sobbing desperatly as the heart moniter starts to drone. Hysterical i began to pray with an desperation that I had not felt in a long time,I begged God not to make me finish my life alone,for I knew that I could never love another this much
There sitting in that room prayed my very hardest. The heart moniter droned on in the background telling me to just give up, but I counld't I had to keep praying,pleading and begging
The docter came in and said that you were gone and I just prayed even harder.
I felt you come back before I heard it: your hand faintly clenched in mine it was so faint that I thought I imagined it, but then the moniter bleeped and I heard the sweetest sound ever: your breathing
Steadily the moniter continued bleeping reassuring me of your vitality, the doctor stared unblinkingly at the machines that stated the incredible truth you were alive. All of this faded away though as I turned my full attention back to you.
Each shallow breath bringing you closer and closer to me untill finally your beautiful jade green eyes slowly flutter open...
"hey."you rasp out. "Hey" I relply, Im grinning like an idiot and crying in relief.
I smile and do the only thing that comes to mind, I start praying, but this time its in gratitude because we're gonna make it.
This fic was written between 3:40 and 6:00 so if its total loss blame lack of sleep. Review please this is my first fic ever so feedback would be great.