His body convulses on the hospital bed and all he can feel in the pain.
The pain is everywhere, in his legs, in his chest, in his arms, in his head, its everywhere and god damn it feels like he's on fire, and not in a good way.
His eyes roll back and he's met with darkness once again. But this time, its not the peacefulness he had a few seconds ago, its a burning flame that swallows his body up like nothing.
He passes out a few seconds later, but those few moments of pain will scar him, not physically, but mentally, forever.
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Rachel
Short StoryParis and Rachel, Rachel and Paris. Then the car crash. Now there's only Paris.