You weren’t supposed to be alive. You were impaled through the chest, it doesn’t make sense. You were sure you were done for.

The sound of a beep keeps a steady pace, the pace of your heart. There’s appliances that you would find in a hospital, but this room clearly wasn’t that.

“Thank god…I don’t know what I would have done without you…”

There was a soft voice that you hear close by, a familiar voice. Sol it was his voice. When you looked to your side you seen him, tears streaming down his cheeks as he clings to the bed sheets looking at you with desperation.

The collar he normally has around his neck is back, even after I choked him with it with the intent to kill him before I was stabbed by…whoever impaled me.

“I thought I lost you…”

His hand stroked my cheek and his other grabbed my hand closest to him, peppering my palm with soft kisses, I could feel his lip piercings as he laid kiss all over my hand.