Unexpected Love

Chapter 13

~Owen's Point of View~

When her heart stopped my world shattered. I couldn't loose her! Not now, not ever. I screamed and pleaded for her to wake up but she didn't. Her eyes never opened. I was sure to go into a depression as I watched the metics in the helicopter work furiously to restart her heart and save her. I felt utterly hopeless and I wanted nothing more in that moment then for her to wake up and tell me she loved me again. Those words had filled me with such happiness and I knew that if she ever recovered I would marry her. She was it for me, she was my true love, and I knew it didn't matter that I haven't known her for long. She was for me and I was hers for as long as she would have me, that is if she lived. She had to, there was no other option.

~Sang's Point of View~

I was in the darkness for an unmeasurable amount of time, it could have been seconds, minutes or weeks until I saw the light. It glowed dimly at first, but as I ran towards it, the light glowed even brighter. For some odd reason I was not afraid of the light, I felt the opposite. I wanted to get closer and that's what I did. When I was consumed in the light I found that I was suddenly in a meadow of flowers. The meadow was breathtakingly beautiful and was full of countless types of flowers. As the wind blew through the air, the sea of flowers created waves. I looked up and noticed the sky was a clear blue with a bright and shinning sun. I felt so much joy I couldn't help but run around in the flowers, twirling around until I was so dizzy I had to lay down. I looked again at the blue sky and couldn't help but feel as though something was missing. Before I could think about it too much my thoughts were interrupted by the shouting of my name, "Sang!".

I sat up and looked around for the voice and I couldn't believe my eyes. It was Owen! Suddenly, everything clicked and I remembered what had happened. My memory wasn't crystal clear but I at least knew why I felt something was missing. It was him, Owen.

"Sang, you need to wake up!" Owen said to me from only a couple yards away. I got on my feet as he approached me saying "Please wake up..... I need you." with his hand outstretched to mine, like he was begging me to take it.

I felt conflicted, a part of me wanted to stay in this meadow where I felt safe and happy, but at the same time another, stronger part of me wanted to do what Owen said. To wake up, to come back to him. As I looked around the meadow then back at his outstretched hand, I knew there was only one real option. Even though I didn't entirely understand where I was or what would happen if I took his hand, I did know that in my heart, my fears didn't matter. I had to let go, trust myself and my love for Owen. With all that in mind, I grabbed his hand, looked into his eyes, and said, "I'm ready." because I was, I was ready to live life, to be happy, and to be loved. It was time to wake up.