More Than This | THE WATTPAD DRAFT

Chapter 55

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Giovanni

I was in darkness. Complete and utter darkness. I looked around and I couldn't make out anything in the distance. I reached out in front of me and I couldn't see my hands. It didn't matter where I looked, there was no light and I started to feel unsettled.

I didn't know where I was and it terrified me. I felt completely paralysed with no idea how to begin to find my way back. I tried to move but I couldn't - I was riddled with pain across my entire body. I wasn't even able to move and still, my body ached. Every inch of it ached and I couldn't understand where this pain was coming from.

Suddenly, I heard her voice in the distance.

She was close by but I couldn't figure out where. I looked around again, trying to find her voice but wherever I looked, there was nothing. Just the constant echo of her voice. I tried to focus on her words. She was speaking to me but I couldn't piece together exactly what she was saying.

Come on, Giovanni

The voice in my head was screaming at me to focus. I needed to focus on her voice. I took a deep breath in trying to get a handle on the rising anxiety in my chest.

Focus on Isabella. Focus on her voice.

"-...I needed some time. I don't need any time, Giovanni,"

What was she talking about?

I could hear she was crying. It pained me to hear the clear sadness in her voice and I tried to call out for her. I repeated her name over and over again trying to tell her that I'm here and I can hear her but the words never reached my mouth. I couldn't form the words. I couldn't even move.

"When Reyna told me you were in an accident," she continued

Accident? What was she talking about? When was I in a-

Oh wait

The memories came flooding back to me. Sitting in the car, driving through the rain as I tried to dial her number and tell her what Dr. Gonzalez told me. I remembered the overwhelming happiness that washed over me as she confirmed I was not the father. I remembered the excitement of wanting to tell Isabella so we could get our lives back on track - together this time. I remember begging her to pick up the phone before I heard the shrieking tires against the road and then there was nothing.

Just darkness consumed me

The same way it was consuming me now. Was I dead? Surely, there was no way that was true? I could hear Isabella's voice which must mean something. I tried to focus on what else I could hear around me. I started to focus on the constant beeping around me before I got distracted by the feeling of her hand in mine. I could feel her. The warmth of her hand spreading across mine as she squeezed.

"I'm here, Isabella," I tried to say, "I can hear you and I can feel you,"

But nothing came out. No movement. No words left my lips. I was so angry at myself. Come on, Giovanni - get your shit together! I repeated that over and over again but there was nothing. I couldn't move or form the words I needed right now. There was nothing I could do right now to get her attention.

"So, I'm going to be here when you wake up. I'm going to be here tomorrow and every day after that,"

I couldn't believe what she was saying. She wanted to be with me again and I couldn't react. I couldn't comfort her. All I wanted to do was tell her how much I loved her and that I just wanted to be with her.

"I love you so much, Giovanni," her sad voice murmured in the distance

I love you, Isabella. I love you so much.

I kept screaming that, hoping that eventually the words would reach my lips and she would know. I needed her to know how much I loved her and that everything was going to be okay now. We were going to be okay. The more I shouted for her, the further away from me she started to become and then eventually, there was nothing but the darkness again.