Charles's P.O.V
"LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" O dear, I will never understand how people find enjoyment out of such a high pitched frequency music. "mother, may I please exit for a moment me head aches... I would just like to acquire some fresh air into my lungs from all smoke." I nearly choked out as my head spun. "yes Charles but do hurry we must continue this opera and it simply wouldn't be the same without you dear." my mother said with a smile as I strolled out for my lungs to be released with the crisp air. I felt faint and dazed, like I had not eaten or had water in several days. I began to sweat as my blood ran cold, but I didn't notice that as I started to back up I was backing up into the road. I held my head in pain as I felt like I was spinning faster and faster with each numb step. then I went limp as my world spiraled out of control, "BANG!" I was flying about five feet away from the car that hit me then came darkness.
Charles's P.O.V
"it's started, the curs, I thought that it would befall to me not to our poor boy avangilen." I could hear my father choke out in sorrow. "If it weren't for that kind young girl to help him he could be dead right now, oh my dear, sweet, innocent boy why must this horrible curs befall to you, you have done nothing to deserve it." my mother cried out with sadness. " we must let him rest William, come we shall leave him be." she sobbed once more before they left me alone in utter darkness. "...Uhhh...curs... what do... they speak... of?" I managed to speak out. "I'm... I'm home... but what happened?" I started to remember what happened but
(After Charles was hit)
"Oh my goodness!". "IS HE DEAD!". "SOMEONE CALL FOR HELP!". people cried as they say the young man faced down while motionless. but threw out the havoc was a young girl who saw everything and rushed to the mans side to see if he was still among the living. "oh you poor sole, please be alright!" She begged as she turned him over to check his vitals. "Oh thank the lord you are a lucky one aren't you." she sighed happily at the thought that he still would live. "OUR SON!" a couple said as they pushed threw the crowd. "IS HE ALRIGHT?!" they said in a fearful voice. "yes sir and madam, he lives but he can't hold on to his thread of life much longer for he is injured." she calmly explained to the worried parents. "he must receive proper medical treatment we must go!" she said in a faster but strong voice."I can save him my home is not to far by foot, hurry help me lift him."she exclaimed with the slightest hint of love. Since the moment she saw him she felt a certain care or fondness, the type that made her sure that she just had to save
Charles's P.O.V
"Her, she... she saved me... I saw her, for she was the last thing I saw... she was so beautiful." I said falling into my memories or "her". I couldn't help but fall asleep as I gazed at the ravishing memory. she was just so easy to look at... so easy to love. My mind eased at the very thought of her, and now I was in a deep dreamless sleep.
5 minutes later
"Her" P.O.V
It's been a week, and I saw him each day for a few hours. I read to him hoping to see his eyes open, I hoped so much that they would just crack open and gaze into mine. I saved his life and I can't even obtain a nice conversation with the young man, what was wrong... did I not operate correctly, most patients woke by now why was he any different? well I was heading up the stares to his room to randevú with him once more.
After an hour or two
" And as he walked alone threw the woods he saw the girl on her knees trying her hardest to peace a birds nest back to gether. but being the crafty type he quickly made a brides nest of his own design and hung it in front of her using an arrow." I read as I sat next to him now shutting the book about to leave. "please, don't go.." a weak voice said as it grabbed my hand. it was Charles he was awake, finally awake and I stared at him dumbfounded.