Please… I beg my phone. I’m clutching it as if I would die instantly if I let go.

I’m probably not wrong.

BUZZ!

I jump as it vibrates in my tense arms. I slam the power button, and read.

It’s cold… And dark…

My heart leaps into my throat, I pound away at the virtual keys, letter after letter. My heart was in my throat, steamy tears slide down my cheeks, but I manage to keep myself from sobbing loudly.

Nick! Holy shit. What in the actual fuck. Are you bleeding? Can you see? Can you breathe? Jesus! Nick, tell me what exactly is hurt. I have a few years of experience. But for all I can think of we both know and love: Do.Not.Leave.

Silence

Tears come faster, I give up on not loudly sobbing. I didn’t care my family found out. He was ALWAYS there for me. And… And…

I can’t lose him now.