My Bodyguard

~Twenty-Six~

(a/n: Hello all, this will only be a short chapter as I will not be able to post as I have exams so I apologise.)

(a/n: I reccomend listening to Fourth of July by Sufjan Stevens)

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Dream's pov
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My eyes slowly opened. George still laid motionless on his bed but something seemed off. The heart monitor was beeping much slower than it was meant to.

Suddenly, the line went flat. "George! George no! Don't leave me! Please!" Nurses flooded the room, attempting to resuscitate him.

"George... Please..." I whispered through the stinging tears as I tried to hold his hand. I was instructed to leave the room but I resisted. "No! Please... Don't make me leave him..." My voice cracked as I spoke.

I was escorted out of the room where I was seated in the waiting area. I slumped down in the chair in defeat. Everything felt like a blur. Tears poured out of my eyes and sobs constantly escaped my mouth.

I kept repeating the same phrase...

"Please baby... Don't go..."

My leg bounced in fear of the worst.

Please god let this all be some evil torturous nightmare...

Let this pain end...

Please...

I squeezed my eyes shut and there I was again. Back dancing in the rain with George. The man I loved. The man I may have lost.

We spun around together, both giggling messes. I remembered the bright flush on his face as we swayed to the music...

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As we danced around, it felt as though we'd known each other for years. That we were meant to be.

I looked deep into his chocolate brown eyes, illuminated by the surrounding lamps. I noticed a few drops of rain rolling down his forehead. His hair was soaking but it looked really good. He glowed in the most perfect way.

Absolutely everything about him was perfect.

I loved him...

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My thoughts were instantly cut through by the gentle tap of a nurse. "Excuse me? D-do you mind coming with me sir..." Her voice was very soft and almost apologetic. Of course I only feared the worst.

She led me to his room but stopped just outside, turning to me. "I am so sorry..." After that I already knew what she was gonna say. I felt my whole world shut down.

It was my fault he was even in that hospital bed. It was all my fault for leaving him like that.

"He didn't make it." My eyes were so blurred with tears and I was close to completely blacking out. "You can go in to say your goodbyes." She opened the door and I slowly walked in.

There lay his lifeless body. "George, baby I'm so sorry..." I whispered. It was a surprise I still had any tears left. Although a pounding headache had already formed.

I got closer to him, slipping my hand into his and pressing a kiss to his forehead. "I'm so sorry..." My hand stroked through his soft brunette hair for one last time. "God knows how I'll go on without you... Chances are I'll be seeing you up there soon..."

"I love you... I miss you... This is all my fault..." I pressed one final kiss onto his forehead. Finally, I said my final words in a hushed and cracked voice before leaving the room.

"Goodbye..."

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(a/n: Short chapter to keep ya'll on edge for two weeks and a bit :) sorryyy.)