The Hidden: Chapter 4                                                                                                                   The Hidden: Chapter 6

 

I woke up, but I don't know for sure how long it was I was out. It was still raining, and my clothes were only partially drenched. I guessed it was only for a minute or two. But, I still couldn't see, although my hearing was a little better. 

I was weak and could barely support myself, so instead of standing up, I decided to crawl around and feel my way to my jaket so that I could be a little less dry. As I did, I cried and moaned, over my loss of vision. But... Something didn't feel quite right. My eyes.. they started to hurt, and when they did, I felt around them.... I stopped and realized, that the reason why my eyes hurt... Was because they were filled with tiny shards of broken glass. When the window exploded, glass must've flew into my face. "s-so that.... explains it I guess" after realizing what happened to my eyes, I stopped doing anything, and laid on the floor crying to myself. I cried for a while, and it seemed like an hour. I couldn't tell though. I wanted to die. My sight was gone, and my face hurt terribly. It felt like hell. I told myself I probably deserved this though, and started to accept it. I thought, that if I was going to stay in the condition I was in, I might as well end myself completely. Part of me said no and wanted to fight the urge of killing myself. It begged, screamed, and pleaded for mercy. But so did my other part of me. It too did the same, saying that ending my life would give me a better life... In the after life that is. I was ready, and accepted death. I invited it with a smile, and greeted it. "hello" I said. "I hope you're a better friend than my father." it kinda hurt to say that though. I still loved my father, and wanted him near me. I wanted to hug him again, and see him smiling. Hold him tightly, and say, 'dad, I love you' but my father wasn't near me. So I couldn't. I took one of the larger shards out of my eye, and held it up to my throat. I hesitated to do anything and started to withdraw away from my throat. But the thought of being blind came back, and I put the shard back up to my throat. I held it there.. tightly.. squeezing. Warm blood trickled out of my hand. I held the shard firmly against my throat, and felt a slight sting on my skin. I pushed it against my skin even harder, stinging more as I did, and with a jolt... I ripped it across my neck. My neck felt warm with blood, and it ran down the sides of it. My mouth flooded itself with blood, and I choked, caughinv blood up, and spewing it into the air. Slowly, I felt my body grow cold, and my heart beat slower and slower as it did. It was only a matter of time before I was fully dead. Only a matter of-........

Something inside me tugged. It twitched, almost as if it was disturbed. I tried to ignor it though. I knew I was almost dead, and was eager to be so. In my mind, I thought of Christina, and wanted to see her again. I missed that kiss... I missed her smile.... I missed her laugh. But all of that was interrupted by a loud shout. "ALEX!!!!" surprised, my instant reaction was to call out, but couldn't. Wind just past through the gap in my throat and wistled a silent call of desperation. I felt something touch my arm holding it tightly. It was a hand. It felt familiar... Like I recognized it from somewhere. And that voice, I recognized that too. "ALEX!!!" the person cried out again. It was my father, that's who it sounded like. That's who it was! I was happy again and overwhelmed in joy and sorrow at the same time. My body started vibrating, and I knew that in that moment, I was about to die, but all of a sudden, the vibration changed, and it felt calming. It was soothing, and eased my sorrows. It felt like serenity had filled my body. I was no longer cold, but rather semi-cold, and gradually grew warmer. My eyes tingled, and twitched with excitement. I caught a glimpse of a figure... A head.. It was my dad, hovering above my. It was faint though, and only a blur. I noticed a light between me and him though. It was a strange light. I felt as if I was "feeling it" and I could tell it was safe. Sensations shot through my body and I could now see half of my original field of vision. Objects were only slightly blurry, and in a matter of minutes, I could see perfectly again. I cried as I saw my father above me, holding me.