Jonah's POV:
My footsteps rushed into Cyrus's hospital room. I heard beeping. Very quick beeping. As I enter, I saw Cyrus's unconscious body seizing.
"Cyrus! Nonononono!" I watch helplessly as the doctors try to keep him stable. Tears start to slide down my face as I close my eyes. "Please... don't leave, Cy..."
"We still need you."
——Two Weeks Earlier——
Cyrus's POV:
It's so calm as I walk towards Tyson. As if all my worries are about to go away the moment I hold him.
I run into his arms and start crying. "I thought I'd never see you again."
He kisses my forehead. "It's okay. I'm here now, aren't I? Well, should we go now."
It pained me to say this, but I had to. "I love you with all my heart... But I can't. I can't go with you. There's so many back there who still need me. I have to go back."
Tyson made a small grin. "It's fine, Cyrus. I'll walk to the door with you."
We step closer and closer to the door, holding each other hand in hand. The exit which is glowing brighter than ever. Releasing my grasp from Tyson's hand, I walk through the luminous gate and end up back in the hospital.
Well... sort of. I could see my friends and family standing near a hospital bed. I'm here, though. Who are they all visiting?
I walk a little closer and see something impossible. I see myself lying in the bed. Bandages wrapped around my arm. The same one where I cut myself.
"This can't be happening!" I shout to myself. "How am I here, and there?"
I put my hand on Jonah's shoulder. He turns around and looks directly at me. I start to smile. "Jonah! Thank god! I'm so glad you can..."
Spoke too soon. He sighs and looks back at my body. "Y-you can't see me?"
I sadly walk out. This is just great. I'm trapped as a ghost or something. I can't interact with anyone. And now, I'm really hungry.
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Andi's POV:
I quietly walk into my room. I hear Bex and Bowie talking in the hall. "I'm really sorry. With everything going on, I don't think we can go on our date tonight."
"It's alright." Bowie replied. "We can always reschedule. Right now, Andi needs some support."
I poke my head out. "Go on your date, you two."
"Are you sure?" Bex asks, concerned.
"Yes. You two need some time alone, and honestly, so do I."
My parents look at each other. "Okay, I guess we're going on a date, Bowie."
"Great! Should we get ready then?"
"Yeah. We will."
Bex walked away and Bowie headed into my room. I grew a bit impatient. "When are you going to pop the question?"
"Patience, my child. I will ask her in time." With that, he exited the room.
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Cyrus's POV:
I sat next to my body. The heart monitor was beeping steadily. That's good, I guess.
As I'm staring off into space, I feel something around my arm. I look down and see a small yellow flower wrapped around my wrist.