(one-shot) Silent Plea For Him

I don't know what was going on. All I knew at the moment was that my heart shattered. I was holding my phone, still placed on my ear. But my body felt so numb, refusing to acknowledge anything other than the words "This can't be happening!" or "This was just a dream!".

My mind kept on screaming that.

"He's okay, right? He's going to be okay... He said he would..." I kept muttering those words as I shook my head, tears already streaming down my face.

No words came from the other line; only heavy breathing could be heard. Please... Don't do this...

I could say those words in my mind over and over, continuing to plead to whatever forces were at play on this. This had got to be a nightmare.

"We can't be sure just yet. But... just in case... please prepare yourself..."

No... I didn't want to. But... considering his state at the time of the accident, according to what his friend told me... then...

Should I really have to?

I shook my head once more. No, I couldn't give up just yet. There still had to be another way to save him.

Any sort of miracle would do. As long as he would still be there... Be with me...

I finally put down the phone after ending that call. It wasn't that I didn't want to hear it anymore. But maybe they could understand the reason for refusing to listen. My mind was in a jumble at the moment. I won't be able to fully concentrate, anyway.

"He'll be fine... He'll be alright... He promised..."

With more tears blurring my vision, I looked up to the purplish sky. The sun was about to fully set --- just like my heart. With each moment, I felt like slowly losing hope. It was not supposed to be like that. But I couldn't help feeling that way.

I knew for certain that I had to stay strong for his sake. For some reason, I could tell that he was doing his best to fight for his life. It was that small unknown feeling that still gave me some strength, some more hope.

I shouldn't slip up. I shouldn't let go of whatever it was that still made me hold on.

"You'll be alright... You can make it through... I know you wouldn't have it any other way..."

I didn't know why I kept saying positive things as if they were my mantra or something. But I was doing it. There was no other reason except for the fact that I wanted to do it for him.

For his sake.

At least, I wanted to do it for us.