I'm Prepared To Lose Everything I Got

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Tom's P.O.V

I awoke to the sound of sirens blaring and voices yelling this and that all around me. My head hurt like Hell and I had scratches all over my arms. Thank God I wasn't killed... The car was on its side and so was I. I scrambled with the seatbelt and got it undone. I fell out of the seat and looked around at the mess from the window. Glass was covering the ground and my car was all wrecked up. Scratches and dents just like the truck I had hit.

Policemen were everywhere. Trying to have other cars pass through the grass other than the road. Paramedics were checking the truck and the passenger. No one at the moment was looking my way so I decided to make a run for it. I climbed out from the roof window in the car. It was hard not to make a noise in this sort of situation. Luckily the window wasn't to small.

Once out I dusted myself off and ran like bloody hell. I'm pretty sure no one saw me but I wasn't about to turn around and find out. I knew the way to Nathan's mum's house so I just kept going. It was dark and hard to see but I tried my best not to run into anything. I ran way to fast and almost missed my stop.

I came to a halt in front of the house and walked up to it slowly. I quietly knocked on the door and with Jess's bat ears I'm pretty sure she heard me. I waited a second or two until she opened the door. She was in fitness shorts and a T-shirt, Her hair a mess and she looked grumpy.

"Thomas? What are you doing here? And what the bloody hell happened to your face?" She asked yawning in the middle of her sentence, But still trying to be serious. "Well you look rather lovely, May I come in Jessica?" I asked avoiding her questions. She held open the door for me and I walked in.

"May I use your restroom??" I asked innocently, She rolled her eyes "You came all the way over here just to use my restroom?" She asked sarcastically. I shook my head "No, But I would like at least one of us to look good here" I said snickering "Oh shut up you dick" I chuckled and went to the restroom.

I turned on the light and closed the door. In the mirror my face had a big bruise on the side of my forehead and a cut or two on my chin that had dry blood on the surface of it. Damn. I washed up and cleaned off my arms. Well, At least I look a bit better. I shrugged my shoulders and walked back out to meet Jess at the kitchen table.

"So wanna say why you came all this way?" I sat by her and thought of what to say "Well, Not much is happening. Jay is thinking about getting another tattoo, Siva's cheekbones are still high in the air, Oh, Did I mention Nathan is dead?" Her eyes widened.

"Nathan is dead!? What happened??? How long has he been gone?! What the freak Tom!" She blew out. I tried to hush her but she wouldn't shut up "He has a limited time now, Jess. We need to do something about this now. He keeps interacting with Sky in her dreams and it's constant. It needs to stop."

"Well, I know something we could do but I've never tried it before and I'm afraid it might go wrong" She said biting her lip. I looked her in the eyes "We need to try." She shook her head "Tom, He's everything to me and if we do this wrong, I'm. I'm afraid to lose it all." I spoke to her carefully aware of what she was feeling. "Jess, I'm prepared to lose it all for him"

Sky's P.O.V

I woke up in my bed and looked around the room. I saw Siva sleeping on the floor with a blanket and pillow. That's when I remembered everything from last night. Nathan. The Call. The Tears. I bit my lip and got out of bed. I was careful not to step on Seev as I went past him. I opened the door and tip toed out the room. It was probably still early meaning that the boys weren't up yet.

I was in the kitchen now making breakfast for everyone. They were bound to wake up with the smell of food all around the house. I was watching the eggs cook and put toast in the toaster. Geez, I don't even think I cooked in awhile. I walked over to the fridge to get the butter out and as I closed the door a ringing startled me.

I put the butter down and looked at the time, 6:37. Who would be calling this early? I went to the phone and picked it up. "Hello?" His voice filled my ear with joy and my heart with happiness. He was okay. Tom was okay.

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