I was woken up to the sound of water droplets falling somewhere nearby, like a leaky faucet. It was incredibly irritating.
Why couldn't someone fix it already?
And what was with the blinding light that was piercing through my eyelids?
I tried to open my eyes, but they felt like they weighed a ton. Eventually, I managed to crack them open, and I was met with the sight of a white ceiling. The sound of the droplets was just the saline supply, I realized. The room was cold and sterile, with only the hum of machines and the occasional beep of monitors to break the silence. I couldn't feel my limbs. 'Great,' I thought sarcastically. 'Another six months in bed. At least I'm not paralyzed or in a coma this time.'
Suddenly, the door burst open, and Andi rushed into the room. Her voice was echoing off the walls. "Saraaaaaaahh.." In came like a tornado was my best friend, Andi Robinson.
I wanted to tell her to keep it down, but my lips wouldn't cooperate. All I could manage was a stuttered, "A..A..Andi.."
As Andi came closer, her face became clearer. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying, and I could see the worry etched onto her face. She grabbed my hand, and her grip was tight and reassuring.
"I'm so glad you're awake," she said, her voice hoarse from emotion. "We've been so worried about you."
I tried to speak, but my throat was dry, and no words would come out. Andi must have seen the fear in my eyes because she quickly reassured me.
"Don't worry, Sara. You're going to be okay. Pigman jumped from the 5th floor of the building after shooting you. He killed himself," she said.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Pigman was gone, but I wondered if he had done it willingly or if he was pushed. I saw Leon there. And he was there for me.
I remembered hearing a loud commotion as I lay there in that abandond building, barely conscious. It sounded like a fight had broken out between Pigman and someone else. I could hear cursing and pleading for life mixed together. I couldn't make out what was happening, but the sounds were terrifying. Suddenly, there was a loud thud, and it sounded like something heavy had hit the ground.
It was followed by an eerie silence, and I wondered if I was the only one left alive. I tried to open my eyes, but the pain was too intense. I felt like my body was on fire. I could barely move. It was then that I heard footsteps approaching. I tried to turn my head, but I couldn't. And I finally blacked out.
I was snapped out of my thoughts as Andi continued, "Officer Smith and his team found you and were able to get you to the hospital in time. They were so relieved to see that you were alive, but their faces were grim. You were lucky to make it out of there alive."
I was grateful to Officer Smith and his team had 93 and his giant buddy were also caught in the action. They had misled Officer Smith and his team, which was how I had ended up in that little trouble. I couldn't believe how close I had come to losing my life, but I was grateful to be alive.
And I was even more grateful, for justice had been served, and Leon was freed at the end.
As we sat together, his ghostly presence still strong beside me, I couldn't help but ask the questions that had been weighing on my mind since the moment I first saw him.
"But how can a ghost be so strong? Did you push Pigman down?" I asked, my voice filled with curiosity.
He shook his head. "Nah, it can't be. I wasn't even scary when I came into your dreams."
I couldn't help but chuckle at that. "True, you weren't that scary. But I still don't understand how you could have saved me from Pigman."
I couldn't help but think back on everything that had happened to us. The accident, the chase, the revelation of 93 and Pigman's crimes. And then I remembered something else, something that had been buried in my subconscious since it happened.
"I heard something before I blacked out that night," I said suddenly, my voice shaky. "I heard a loud noise. It was a mixture of cursing and pleading for life. It was followed by another sound of something like a thud, as a huge rice sack fell from the floor I was on and hit the ground. I thought it was a blasting sound, or maybe how you feel it when your soul leaves your body. The confirmation of my death, though it turned out to be someone else's."
Leon looked at me with a mixture of shock and excitement. "You heard that?" he asked, his tone hype than any other occasion we had met like that.
I nodded. "I don't know what it means, but was that you?" I peered into his face curiosity taking the best of me.
But his face changed gradually, whatever the light was there sliding behind the ghostly, gloomy aura he had lately possessed. "That's not the most important question you should be asking right now" he said, his voice serene that I wanted it to be. "There are more important things to discuss."
I furrowed my brow, wondering what could be more important than the mystery of his ghostly powers. "No. I have a lot more to know about ghostly life. It's just a beginning."
Leon said nothing, as he continued to gaze into the nothingness around us. But then he spoke again, and I knew.
"Promise me that you won't continue crying for weeks like you did last time," he said, his voice gentle. "Promise me that you'll live a happy life even without me. I may not be able to come into your dreams anymore. I may not be able to stay by your side anymore. If this is the ending, we may not meet again."
I felt my heart breaking at his words, but I knew he was right. I couldn't spend the rest of my life grieving for him. I had to move on and find happiness in other ways.
"It should be like 'We may not meet for a while..." I said, trying to inject some optimism into the situation.
But he was looking at me with a sadness that I couldn't bear. "You know, Sara," he said, using my name for the first time since we had been reunited.
"I know.. It's... It's just... You were always alive to me. You were always alive in my heart. Even now, nothing has changed. It won;t even in the future. And I can assure you one thing... Until my heart beats it beats for you, Leon. It beats for you." I couldn't hold back the tears any longer, and they spilled down my cheeks in a flood. But I didn't care. I knew that this was our last moment together, and I wanted to cherish every second of it.
He didn't say anything else, and I knew that we had said everything we needed to say.
As I stood there, looking at him, I couldn't help but feel a wave of emotions crash over me. It was hard to believe that this was it, that this was our final goodbye.
I couldn't shake the feeling of loss that was creeping up on me, threatening to swallow me whole. I wanted to hold onto him and never let go, but I knew that wasn't possible. He was a ghost, and I was still alive.
When he asked me to promise him something, I knew what was coming next. He didn't want me to mourn him for too long, to move on and live my life. I couldn't bear the thought of never seeing him again, never feeling his arms around me, or seeing his smile light up his face.
But I promised him anyway. I promised to live a happy life without him, even though I knew it would be hard. I promised to keep him alive in my heart, and to never forget the love we shared.
As he said his final farewell, I felt tears streaming down my face. It wasn't fair that we had to say goodbye like this. It wasn't fair that he had to leave me so soon.
But as he disappeared from my sight, I knew that I would keep waiting for him. I would keep waiting for the day when we would meet again, when I could feel his arms around me once more, and see his smile light up his face.
I knew it wouldn't be easy, but I also knew that he would always be alive in my heart. And as long as my heart was beating, he would always be with me, in some way or another.
"I'll miss you," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
"I'll miss you too," Leon replied, his voice fading away.
END
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