"Ugh,"a girl's voice came, definately not as old as the nurse, but not as young as a child. "Great. Now I have a splinter!"
She was complaining, annoyed at something that might have happened before.
"If he won't change while your in a coma, then I guess he'll like it better when your dead. I wasn't able to put enough in last time, so how about we use something else?" She said delightfully.
How can she be so heartless? I wasn't scared now, I was terrified.
"A knife would be careless, another vial of poison would be expensive," She seemed distracted, choosing my death.
I waited in silence, small uneven breaths coming from Lukas. I wonder if he could hear her.
"Ah! What if we got you to show your true colors in front of him? That would be perfect! We could stage a whole thing up! But you'd have to be awake. I still have an instant health potion, but if we splash that it would be too messy."
She was talking way too loud. An extra pair of footsteps came. She immediantly noticed.
"Who the Nether are you supposed to be? The hero? Sorry, that spots already taken," She cruely laughed.
As quick as lightening, she splashed the instant health potion at me and ran towards the open window. Under the cover of darkness, nobody could see her.
Slowly, real slowly, I began to feel my toes.
Twelve dead, long, hours. The feeling spread up to my stomach, moving more rapidly. I was able to move my feet completely now. Lukas had an assistant talk to Olivia and Axel. I hear it's 9 A.M. from the nurse, who noticed that the girl who came last night broke the windows latch, leaving the part of my body that recovered freezing. At times, Lukas would rant on about how he should've been awake. I wish it reached my eyes, so I could look directly at him, and my mouth, so I could say it's not his fault. The feeling has reached my chest.
Then, something happens. I've regained feeling in my hand, but it reacted in a shot of pain. Like a thin line, I felt it going through my arm and headed towards my arm. It moves slowly, but it's already so close. My meter starts beeping at an unsteady pace. Feeling regains in my throat. I need help. The feeling speeds up slightly, but so does the agony. My heart starts speeding according to the meter. It hurts so bad.
Lukas shouts for help. No one is availible. I start screaming without even realizing it. Lukas is astonished, but knowing something is wrong, he screams with me. The nurse comes hurridly.
My voice was working, but my eyes are closed. The beeping started to go down. My lungs needed more air. The feeling has almost gone to my eyes. The pain almost reached my heart.
"Jesse," Lukas started, but never got to finish. In that moment, my eyes, now open, pushed myself out of bed and hugged Lukas. He looked down at me, confused, and kissed my lips. He guided me back to the bed and layed me down. He didn't smile. He let go of me, but stayed close.
I used my last breath, telling him I love him as tears rolled down my face and the beeping came to a stop.
Silence. I'm supposed to be dead. Am I dead? Is this what heaven really is?
My eyes see black. I have a feeling inside me. Something happens. I hear voices. Whispering and sobbing. Axel and Olivia had entered the room. Olivia was crying. Axel was calming her. And Lukas-
Lukas' Point Of View I knelt beside the bed. Her tears wet the top of the blanket I had tucked her in. I was past crying, past sobbing. I had lost the only thing I needed. She isn't dead. If she were dead, I would feel empty. Depression is a medical case that councelors try to figure out. I don't need help figuring my feelings out. I know why I have them.
If anything, I have hope for Jesse. I hope she is alive. I hope she will stay safe the rest of her life. The nurse came in when Olivia and Axel did, but she kept quiet. My focus shifted back to Jesse. They say people look younger in their sleep. Jesse looked like she was only 12 or 13, and her cheeks were a rosy red.
I stared at Jesse.
Her eyes were closed, blank.
Her lips were slightly parted.
Her expression as if she were under a spell.
Her hair, perfectly parted and spread out naturally.
I placed a kiss upon her lips.