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She lightly stroked his hair, catching a glimpse of his dark eyes underneath his heavy-lids. She knew he couldn't see her, and the knowledge of that put her a little on edge. The drugs the doctor had given him had worked quickly, putting him under a blanket of unconsciousness so thick it would be impossible to penetrate until a few hours had passed. Meanwhile she had to wait, trying to relax, watching his eyes stare or roll languidly in their sockets, and just being glad he had quit…

I run into the hospital room to see him barely breathing. "Don't die in me, okay?" I run my fingers through his hair. He gave me a sad smile. (Open rp)

"No!" I scream at the top of my lungs. "Stop it! Get him out!" The water level doesn't change. Adam looks at me, pleading with me to help. I try to struggle towards him, but my legs won't move. The fire in his eyes is growing dim. He's leaving. "No!" My cry turns into a shriek as I watch his body go limp. NO. I'm going to break. I can feel it. I will shatter into a million pieces worse than I did with Quinn. I feel myself cracking. My sanity is gone. I shriek again. I rip the covers away…