Xavier's P.O.V.
I open my eyes. I don't remember anything. Am I in Cole's house?
"Cole?" I call out.
But no one responds.
Maybe he is sleeping.
I stumble up to my feet, and look around the room I am in. It's dark, but I can figure out that this is not Cole's room... it's mine. I can tell from the lonley ambience that has lingered since I can remember.
But I stand there confused.
I swear Cole had saved me and I was in living at his house. What am I doing back here?
I look around and see a body on the floor.
It looks like my father.
I widen my eyes and all the memories come rushing back to me. The betrayal everthing.
"Oh my God." I mumble.
I ga
Xavier's P.O.V.I feel someone touching my shoulder. I open my eyes and hear an engine driving along a road, sirens and people's mummers. I look around me and see a mask on my face, a tube which is attached to the mask which then runs along the floor connecting the mask to an air tank.What looks like a doctor turns around and faces me. I could see every eyelash and the pores on their skin."You are awake. You are going to be okay don't worry." They say.I'm going to be okay?Why wouldn't I be okay?"Wha-" I try to speak but a sharp pain pierces through my abdomen area and rises to my lung area."Sh, don't talk, we are getting you to the hospital." The doctor says.I have so many questions, I don't have any recollection
Cole's P.O.V.We arrive back home and enter the house. The whole family is already sleeping. My mum and I try to stay quiet as we walk to our own bedrooms. Both of us are still distraught, especially me."Bye mum." I say."Bye." She replies.We both enter our rooms. I lean against the back of the door and drop down to the floor."Why?" I mutter.I start sobbing uncontrollably into my hands.I grab my phone out and try to call him again, but there is no hope left in me. I've tried so many times before, I just can't think of it being able to work.It rings...And rings...And rings..."Hey this is Xavier, uh, leave a message at the beep. Beep." My eyes widen in surprise.
Xavier's P.O.V.While Hal is away I wait. I take in what is around, or more specifically, what isn't around me. Why they are or aren't around me? What is the point of all these things around me? Is there even a point?Life is pointless. I don't understand what I'm doing here. Unless I make a name for myself and people remember me for doing something good, then why am I here? Is it a growth experience? A spiritual journal? To serve a higher power? Or just some pointless nothing? All we do is get a job, get paid, buy a few miscellaneous things that will just be left behind when we die, by the end of it.If we are lucky, we have offspring which do the exact same thing, just differently. What about when you get old? Despite all you did during your life we all meet the same end and everything exists only in memory. Life is one big memory.
Xavier's P.O.V.Hal and I sit together. Him on the side of bed.The nurse comes in."Oh sorry if I'm interrupting anything." She immediately says."Oh no, it's fine." Hal responds getting off the bed and into the seat beside me."Okay, well, you are fine, we can keep you here longer, but it is up tp you. It only happened because it seemed like you were under stress before the incident, that's the only reason why it would happen. Unless you were exercising, that is another factor." She explains.Hal looks at me concerned."Yeah, okay." I say, staring straight ahead at the nurse trying to avoid Hal's concerned gaze."Alright. Now, do you have a place to stay for the night Mr..."She checks her clipboard.
Cole's P.O.V.My alarm clock sounds."Ugh." I feel so weak, and I still have to go to school. All I could think about was Xavier. He is taking up my mind. Xavier this, Xavier that. I hated it. It made me worry so much, and if I worried too much then I just couldn't move on with the day. I have to suppress it somehow.I look over at the clock and see it's 7:30am. I better get up if I don't want to be late for school. I sit up on my bed and push myself off. I'm one of those people who once they manage to get out of bed, I stay out of bed, not wanting to go back in until the end of the day.I run a hand through my hair, it is all knotted. I groggily walk to the bathroom and close the door behind me. My hair is disheveled and messy, strands are sticking up and some are matted down to my scalp."Ew." I think to myself.
Xavier's P.O.V."Xavier.""Hey Xavier.""Cole?" I ask, eyes still glued shut."Cole? No it's me Xavier."I open my eyes."Oh Hal, I should've known." I reply.Hal laughs."Alright, come on we gotta go to school." He informs me.I to turn to face Hal who is preparing clothes for me.I sit up."Alright, here are your clothes for the day. I'll meet you downstairs for breakfast." Hal then walks out of the room.I check out the clothes he put aside for me."Not too bad." I say to myself.After I get dressed and 'pamper' up. I walk down the hall. Out of my peripheral vision I see something that catches my
Cole's P.O.V.Ashley drives into the school.My eyes widen as I see my abandoned car and a huge group of people standing around, looking like they were taking photos.Ashley immediately pats me on the back."It's alright Cole. They are probably doing something else." She says, trying to reassure me."No, no I know what they are doing." I say back, my eyes turn into slits.I open the car door.I hear Ashley call out my name but I ignore her, I need to know what they are doing. I reach the edge of the clump of people.I push them out of my way, some seeing my face and immediately backing away. I reach the middle of the group. All eyes are on me. I hear people whisper and see people giving me judgemental looks. They are all surrounding my dried up b
Xavier's P.O.V.Hal and I enter the school."Oh what's going on over there?" Hal questions.I look towards the great clump of people. For some reason, my stomach immediately knots. This isn't good. It can't be."Oh I'm not sure, I don't think I want to know either." I reply, large groups of people always means trouble, especially when they are all mummuring and have sneaky looks on the face."Okay, I think the same." He replies.We both get out of the car. I check the time and see school has already started."Wow, it must be something important Hal, school's already started and they are all out here." I add, my curiosity piquing but my stomach twisting even further. I can't help but worry, about him."Mm, yeah you are right. Hea
The professional tone of the young adult's psychiartrist echoes. Her hooded eyes scan the room. The bedroom. What was supposed to be a sanctuary was just a reminder. A reminder that she was still alive and would wake up in the same place every, single, day.Change was needed. But change was too scary, too hard, too risky. The young adult saunters cautiously around the room. Cautiously being the keyword. You are too careful. You are just existing.But things were worse and could, at any moment without her knowing become worse again. So maybe being careful was her only choice.Her eyes caught on an object, an old friend. Her doctor's voice repeating, 'bring something to me next session, something that helped you get better'. She was far from better, but was a little further from worse.Her fingers tightened around the object, and her scars tingled. The ghostly pain she inflicted on herself months ago taunted her but she
Cole P.O.V. I walked home from the hospital that night. Hal offered me a ride, but he has already done too much. An uncomfortable moisture hung about in the air. The streets were empty but they felt crowded. Like he was there, he was everywhere. The grass reminded me of him. The grey clouds screamed his name. Yet he wasn't here. I finally reach the front door of my house. My mum opens the door. I stare at her jolly face, for a moment I feel like yelling at her. Ignorant. How could she be happy right now? But I bite my tongue, she doesn't know Cole. I give her a brief grin, lips tight in a line before heading up to my room. The house feels empty. Yet the couch, I swear I could smell him and see the dint in the cushion his body left. I stop halfway up the stairs and turn to see the kitchen. Clean. Whatever happened to yesterday? Did yesterday even happen? I lower my eyes and head off to my room and close the door behind me. "Xavier?" I call out. Yes?"I'm sorry." I respond. I hea
Xavier's P.O.V.All the memories from last night are rushing through my mind. The intense hurt, love and peace that coursed through me was unmatchable. I could feel myself laying on a comfy bed. Cole's. He took me back inside. Hopefully we can patch things up. The sun seemed to be shining straight down on me, through the curtains, it was so bright. The birds, they were chirping.But I as I listened closer, something about the bird's chirps were weird, they were so... perfectly spread out from each other. So automated. I listen closely. It doesn't sound like birds anymore, more like a monitor or a system, a familiar sound. A haunting sound.I open my eyes. The sun is right above my eyes, blinding me so. I open my eyes again, squinting to make out the light source above me.Wait... that isn't a sun... it's a light, attached to a ceiling. I look t
Xavier's P.O.V.We freeze. I just hang where I am. Time stops and his warm touch turns cold and feels invasive. Blinking, I step away, my nose burns as well as my eyes. My eyes trained on a distant spot in front of me.My arms were stretched out in front of me, I felt like a stone statue, or rather, the statues in Pompeii. Burnt and frozen.Cole's posture thaws and I see his slight movement. I lift my wide eyes towards his hooded ones. His mouth contorted in regret and guilt. For the first time, I see the ugliness of him. Even through my blurry and shaky vision, his features seem sharp and painted with a cruel brush. Like my whole body realised, my skin feels hot but cold. Shrouded in this greyness of betrayal and hurt, like no other."I'm sorry." He mouths. His voice is too distant for me to hear. Muffled. Like I was under water. Everything was slow, stilll and quiet. But the excruciating pain was deafening and all I co
Cole's P.O.V.I wake up feeling excited, butterflies swirl in my stomach. I creep out of bed carefuly, trying not to pulll the blankets off Xavier's sleeping body.I walk into the bathroom and freshen up, it's been two weeks coming. Today, is going to be Xavier's day. His condition is deteriorating. Each day that he wakes up, his jaw becomes more defined and his face hollow. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and stare at this deathly person before me. His skin is getting as white as the moon that shines in our bedroom at night and illuminates his ghostly face.On the outside, he wasn't the Xavier I knew and it hurt me that I could find him resistable. It really hurt.Sometimes I my eyes will open and my heart would leap into my mouth.Is he dead? I keep on asking myself at night when I wak
Cole's P.O.V.I tear my mind away from these dangerous thoughts and took in my surrondings."A music store..." I exhale in wonderment. Xavier and music huh? Why did I never know this? It hurt a little and only made those dangerous thoughts stronger. "Come." Hal smiled and walked into the store.Instruments were hung and some were laid on the floor. I saw a drum set and was instantly taken back to my childhood. I stopped and just admired them. Hal noticed and stood next to me, he had a lopsided smile playing on his face."Are you a drummer?" He asks, hands in his pockets. I raise my eyebrows. "I thought I was going to be." I admit. I look back up at Hal, my heart pounds a little faster. He turns his head to the drums. "Not too late." With that he continues strolling down the aisle leaving me feeling a whirlpool of emotions I've never felt before. It scared me.I didn't know if I was just phsyically attracted
Cole's P.O.V.I watch Xavier enter the building. His little body in this huge, grey towering building. My heart breaks and beats for him.All of a sudden, my mind screams at me, no, it begs me. I need to show him how much he means, before it's too late. Wait, it won't ever be too late, he'll be cured and we can live out our lives together. Get out of this God forsaken town and go somewhere fascinating. Italy, France, anywhere. We can grow our own fruits and vegetables, pick strawberries by day and seductively eat them at night by the romantic moonlight.Yes, that is what will happen. I know it. I need to show him now though. I pull my mind out of this fantasy and remember it's the last day of school.I shake my head.One day is all I need, to create a memory that will last a lifetime.I decide to ditch school. My stoma
Xavier's P.O.V.I get out of the shower, dry myself and head back into the bedroom to see Cole sitting on the bed in a black tank-top and black skinny jeans. His toned arms and legs on show. I blush at the sight."You can go have a shower now." I tell him, avoiding his gaze whilst folding the dirty towel and placing it in the corner so I could put in the wash later."Nah it's all good. I'll have one when we get back." He says chucking his phone to the side of him and falling back onto the bed, his arms behind his head."So are you having a treatment today?" He casually asks. His tone kind of irritates me, but I wasn't sure whether I was annoyed at him or at my illness. I decide to throw the idea away."Uh, yeah I guess." I reply, laying across Cole's body in the opposite direction, so the back of me was rest
Xavier's P.O.V."Boys!""Boys!""Cole?"I open my eyes, they feel so heavy. I blink a couple of times to get used to the light."Xavier? Cole?" Cole's mother's voice echoes from the stairs as I hear her heading towards Cole's room. I look around, my mind is as sharp as it should be when I just wake up. I see Cole next to me, sleeping peacefully. His body in a sort of star fish position. He has no shirt on. I look at myself, I also don't have a shirt. I lift up the blankets and see we both have no pants on either."Shit." I mutter through a stifled laugh."Guys, I'm coming in," I hear Cole's mum call from outside. Panic sets in, she can't see us like this. I quickly push Cole off the bed, making it look like we hadn't sleep together. I then pull the blankets up to c