Finn and Rey
Hello one and all I have gained, that I know of two people who like my story so I will continue. again criticism and suggestions welcome.
Chapter 2
POV:Finn
When i came too again i could hear my own heart beating, that must have been a good. But why was it so loud.
Bump, bump
It felt like someone was constantly dropping BB-8 on my head.
Bump, bump
Again and again. I pressed my hand to my forehead trying to drown out the repetitive thumping of my own heart. There was something muffled. It sounded like someone put 30 blankets over R2-D2 and made him beep.
Bump, bump
Maby death might be better, If only to stop this stupid heart beat. The muffled R2 beeping became clearer and then quickly and roughly a set of arms wrap around me.
"Ha ha. I knew you would be OK."
The voice of Poe Dameron was now no longer muffled but clear as the sky of Jakku.
"hey Poe" I winced "could you please get off"
He saw me wince and removed himself from me.
"Man, we all thought you were going to give up on us." he started to ramble. "General Organa was almost ready to pull the plug on you, but Rey, oh man she had a hissy fit. She stayed by your side 24-7 since you all came back two weeks personally made sure that you were still looked after until she came back, and BB-8 almost shi-"
"wait. Rey's gone...where, when, is she OK." i said swinging my legs over the bed, ignoring the pain in my back, and falling flat on my face.
"wait hold on a minute. Rey is fine, I'll explain later." he said hauling me up back into bed. "Right now you need surgery, we needed to make sure that you were still alive to fix your back."
"whats wrong with my back it just needs to close its a slash, top to bottom, right."
He looked at me sadly.
"Your spinal cord was severed. Your crippled from the waist down. That's why you fell."
Defeat flooded me. I will never be able to walk again. Rey will never want to love a cripple.
"Hey don't worry though. The medical droids will be able to patch up, all the nerves and tissue, you'll be good as new."
A smile spread across my face threatening to split it in two. At that moment General Organa and the medical droids came into the infirmary.
"Ah Finn you're up that's just wonderful news. I believe that the surgery should be imminent?"
She asked the droid.
The droid nodded, if droids could nod, and shuffled over to me with a syringe full of a dark greenish gray liquid.
"This won't hurt at all." the droid said in a raspy metallic voice.
He lied. Then black once again
Bump, bump.