Its my fault.. I'm sorry... - {Krii7y}

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The fall felt like it happened so fast yet somehow in slow motion the last thing I saw as my body hit the cold frigid water was John's face looking over the edge, I heard the waves of the water call me as I fell closer, then I hit the water, my body stung from the impact but water soon filled my lungs as I slipped deeper into the blue world around me, I breathed in more of the salty water, it burnt but I enjoyed it kinda.

Darkness soon started to take over the blue around me, my vision.. it went black around the edges till it fully took over my sight, engulfing My senses and body in its warm, yet cold welcoming embrace.

Johns POV~

The world broke around me, silence took over my senses as I took in what just happened..

One second.. one second he was up here with me and the next I hear "Goodbye John" float through the air and suddenly he's not there, I felt useless as I couldn't stop him as I had been frozen in place but I soon regretted my actions as I finally got to the edge to see him hit the water.

I barely remember much as it became a blur but I called for an ambulance and told them that my boyfriend had just jumped and didn't resurface, I gave them the location and they sent some people out.

The wind got strong around where I stood, I quickly realised it was the the ambulance helicopter, or whatever you call them, I gave them the location of where he jumped and thank fuck was he found, they checked for a pulse.. they nearly pronounced him dead, but a very weak pulse was felt.

That.. that means he fucking alive! Right..?

~•Five months later•~

Author/3rd Person POV

Beep... beep... beep... beep... beep...beep...

The beeping echoed in the quiet room that John and Jaren were in, he hadn't left his side since the pair got to the hospital.

He spoke to coma induced brunette all the time, hoping just hoping he'd wake up soon but his odds were about 50/50, he had come to the hospital, water filled both of the boys lungs and it had taken a couple hours to get all the water out but they had managed, his breathing was decently stable but they could tell he was slowly slipping away but the doctors didn't tell John.

John was unaware of the situation the small brunette was in..

Jaren had a 20% that he would not survive the trauma that was dealt to his body, his body was weak already and it was only made weaker.

They had discovered a few complications with his health.. one of few was was ypothermia and that brought its friend, ARDS, acute respiratory distress syndrome.

John had overheard the doctors talking about Jaren and it didn't sound good? He wasn't able to make it out clearly but was just hoping for the best, he needed his Milk Bag back and he needed him now.. needed him in his embrace, holding the smaller close to him, as they laughed, joked and cried together from the laughter.

But he didn't know.. didn't know the boy he loved so dearly had a 20% that he wouldn't survive. He believed he was in the 50% that would survive.. but that was unbeknownst to him, they didn't have the heart to tell the taller counterpart that his friend, boyfriend wouldn't be making it out alive.



"They say all good stories must come to an end, but why must ours? You know what?"

"Fuck it!" John laughed towards the boy that lie still on the hospital bed, machines littered around the room, connected to him.

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