I Guess Dreams Can Come True

My first thought was: I’m here! I’m here! I made it to heaven! Now I don’t have to deal with all the dirt bags on earth!

Then I smelled… What was that? Hospital? I sniffed the air. Oh god… it smelled like a hospital, I remember the sent from when my parents passed away, now I could really tell that it was a hospital. I inhaled deeply, because I realized I hadn’t taken a single breath since I woke up, and I still had a slight hope that I was dead. Then I noticed once I did it, my breath sounded a bit like a gasp, and I sprung up from where I was laying. I looked around quickly, and it was deffinetly a hospital… Fuck! I looked over to the door, only to see a doctor rushing in.

“Ma’m! What’s wrong? You’re awake, good. Do you need anything?” he said, obviously trying to sound calm, but he wasn’t.

“I-I-I- W-Where am I?” I said, stuttering.

“Ma’m you tried commiting suicide-“he started to say when I interrupted him.

“I know I did! But-But how did I LIVE?” I said, starting to get a bit frustrated. He paused for a long moment, started by my anger.

“You lived because a young man swerved his car in front of yours just in time, making him get the most damage, and you get the least.” MAN…What? Who would do that for me? Who would ca- Andy… Andy… Oh god! Andy!

“WHAT MAN?!” I said now, frantically. The doctor paused again.


. “WHA-“ I started to yell at him again.

“I’m sorry, I can’t give out names. Privacy.” I couldn’t believe this… I fake coughed and clung my arms to my stomach and made a sick face.

“Doctor! Come here.” I whined to him, the doctor came closer to me, then I stopped faking and grabbed the collar of his shirt and help his ear close to my mouth.

“I swear to god if you don’t give me a name, room number, and a visitation to go see him if I ask, so help me!” I hissed into his ear. He gave a scared look then pulled away, me letting him free from my tight grasp around the collar of his shirt. He gave me a slight glare, so I gave an even more ‘I-WILL-kill-you-if-you-don’t-tell-me’ look. He stopped the glare just long enough to spit out the painful words.

“Andrew Dennis Biersack.” My heart was just torn into a thousand pieces when he said that. I felt like everything awful in the world had just hit me at once, then all the sudden, as fast as it hit me it was gone. I was numb. I couldn’t feel anything, and I couldn’t hear anything but a small annoying ringing in my ears, then the ringing cut short, because I’m assuming the doctor could see the tears streaming down my face, but no emotion any more, and he started to speak to me, I could see his lips moving, but I couldn’t hear anything until he spoke.

“-he’s in critical condition-“ that’s when I cut him off again.

“You mean he’s still alive?!” I said, with a beam of hope in my voice. He sighed before he started speaking again.

“Yes… he’s technically still alive…”

“Let me see him, now!” He gave me a look after I said that. I glared at him.

“Please let me go see Andy.” I said with my jaw clenched and a loud, obvious sigh. He gave me a fake smile.

“That’s better… let me see what I can do.” Then he left the room.

“Let me see what I can do” I said, mimicking him in a childish voice. I can tell this doctor and I are going to have issues. I laid there in my bed for a century, then the doctor came back in.

“Finally…” I said under my breath, but I guess he heard me because he rolled his eyes and felt the need to reply.

“It was 5 minutes, chill.” He said, sounding very annoyed. I started to say something smart back but he cut me off.

“He’s awake now… would you like to see him?” He said, clearly knowing the answer.

“What do you thi-….. yes.” I said, because after all he was letting me go see Andy. He started to pull out a wheelchair, but I refused, and I walked anyway, he seemed to be annoyed by that too. I finally got to Andy’s room, and it hit me again, the scene was so familiar. I stopped in the door way of Andy’s hospital room and looked at his battered body, then I heard myself make a small whimpering sound and tears started streaming from my face. Andy looked at me quickly.

“Kate!” He yelled, his injured face still having a glow to it when he said my name. As soon as he said my name I knew I would start full on balling, and I was right… I did.

“Kate, shhh, it’s fine! Please don’t cry!” He said as he too started balling his eyes out. When he said that I ran over to him and held onto his injured body as tight as I could.

“Can’t-breath-Kate-off” He said and I realized my bear hug was too tight and I loosened up, but still fully hugging him.

“You’re so stupid! Why would you do this?!” I said crying with my face buried into his chest.

“Why would YOU do it?!” He said, still crying.

“That doesn’t matter, I just want you safe right now, Andy! I love you so much!” I said stuttering because I was crying so much.

“I love you too, Kate! I love you so much!” I don’t think him or I have ever cried this much before in our entire lives. The doctor cleared his throat and I lifted my head from Andy and wiped a few tears from my eyes, as if that would help make the tears go away, and look at him for me to see him give a small nod of the head indicating he was going to give us some time but he would be back shortly, I nodded in return and he scurried off. I sat up a little bit and got closer, only to put my head back down on his chest and my arms wrapped around him, and his arm around me in a hug as much as he could and the other hand playing with my hair as we talked.

“Why did you do it?” He said hesitantly.

“I would rather worry about you being safe right now then worry about me later.” I replied, and that was the truth, he just sighed and we sat there in silence. We sat that way for the next 20 minutes or so, me breathing in his familiar, safe smell, and taking in his beautiful face and personality, and him doing the same for me, then as my head was on his chest I suddenly stopped hearing the soft but constant thud in his chest, I turned around to look at his face and he looked limp.

“A-Andy!” No reply.

“ANDY! GET UP!” I yelled, with tears coming from my eyes again. I ran up and pressed the emergency button a thousand times, then 5 doctors and nurses rushed in and one of them ran over to Andy and checked his pulse.

“Get out!” He yelled at me.

“No!” I yelled as I leaped to try to help with Andy then I felt a slight pinch in my arm and I went limp.

Notes

So Kate lived... c: But Andy... not so sure...
ANYWAY
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