A/N: Don't worry, there's no gore! I promise :)

-Chapter 8

 *Alex's POV*

 I was being wheeled into a room, a bit bigger than my previous room. I read the number on the door drowsily. 356, It read. 

 I blinked as they lifted my from the wheelchair to the white hospital bed. I still couldn't feel my leg. It looked as if it was dead. It probably was dead. I'd lose my leg today.

 I took a deep breath, closing my eyes. They had put a mask over my nose and mouth that produced anesthesia. My mind began to wonder. Like a dream. 

~Dream~

 "Get over here, slow poke!" John yelled to me, his emerald eyes shimmering joyfully. "Yeah, yeah! I'm coming!" I chuckled, trying to run. 

 But I couldn't run. I was frozen. I looked down confused and saw nothing but air. I had no legs. I looked around, the world growing dark. Fragments of the sky turning to dust. John was frozen in his state, frozen in a running position. My breaths became heavier, my heart beating faster. 

 "John?!" I called. No answer.

 "John!!" I looked around. Still no answer.

 The world was turning black, my fathers dulling to a grey. 

 A black and white world. Dull.

 "John.." I whispered, falling to the ground. My fingers were fading away. "No.." I sobbed, trying to pull myself from the ground, but to no avail. 

 I felt like I was dying. 

 Dying..

 There was a loud ringing in my ears, muffling the voices I heard from around me. There was a steady beeping noise.

 Beep..

 Beep...

 Beep..

I could hear my heart beating inside my ears. I wasn't dead, right?

 Was I dead?

 No, I couldn't be dead. 

 A horrible sensation surged through my veins, making me jolt awake. My breathing was heavy, my eyes wide with fear and pain. 

 Where was I?

 Oh, that's right. The hospital. 

 But why?

 Oh..

 My leg. 

 Is it gone?

 Is my leg really gone? Is that why I was asleep?

 The doctors, and nurses crowded around me, easily pushing me back down into the bed. I looked around at them, scared for my life. 

 "Laurens?" I asked barely above a whisper. My heart rate sped up. I could hear the heart monitor beeping quickly. I heard someone shout. 

 "Someone please get Mr. Laurens!" "On it, sir!" 

 "Is he okay?!" John.. I could hear his voice. 

 "Yes, the amputation went well, Mr. Laurens." 

 "Wonderful! Thank you!" 

   A hand grabbed mine softly. I could feel soft lips pressed up against it. "You're alright.. I'm so glad, Alexander.."

 Then silence..

A/N: Sorry this chapter is a bit (HAHAHA really) short! I just wanted to get something out, and it's sort of a filler chapter for the surgery! Adios mi amigos!!