Jordan's PoV

I jumped onto the monsters back. I can't let Tom die. What would I do. Why is Tom always the one who is almost dying. First him getting stabbed now this. OH HELL NO THIS ISNT GOING TO END WELL FOR THE DAMNED MONSTER.

I let out loud battle cries as I knock the sword out of his grasp. Tom was unconscious. I began to stab the monster. It's stunned not knowing what is going on. The creatures yells in pain as it toppled over. I stab it over and over again. (The over kill is real.)

"Tucker carry Tom to decs," I cry over the dead looking body.

"Ok," he says picking up the limp body. I hope he is passed out and not dead I didn't feel a strong pulse.

"Jordan," i hear Sonja cry. She walks over to me. She gives me a huge hug. I began to sob in her arms.

"Why is it always him Sonja why," I cry. She rubs my back.

"Shhh it's ok," I can here the uncertainty in her voice.

"I couldn't feel a pulse," I sob as I her sobs become louder.

"Jordan in sorry," I heard Tucker's voice ring out. I drop to the ground in sobs. Tucker stopped Sonja from falling as well. I lost all control of my limp body. My sobs grew louder, my tears becoming heavier. I manage to crawl my way over to a tree and sit myself up. I bring my knees to my chest. The image of toms limp body. The blood from him and the monster on his coat. His pleading eyes as the monster cut off his oxygen with its sword. The images flow in my mind.

I hear Tucker trying to calm a hysterical Sonja. Then it hit me. Tom is my boyfriend. Not just a friend. So if he dies I have to find another person to love. No I couldn't do that. Tom can't die. No he won't die I won't allow him to die.

Tom's PoV

The last thing I remember seeing is Jordan screaming and knocking the monster's sword out its grasp. I tried to stay awake. But now I'm in dark room. I'm dying I already now that and I've expected that. But I'm leaving Jordan. How could I leave him. I have no choice.

"Yes you do boyo," dianite said.

"What do you mean I have a choice, im dying," I say with confusion in my voice.

"You can ether stop fighting and join the heavens, or continue to fight wake up and be with Jordan," he said. I know if I keep fight it will be hard. I don't have any major injuries just was suffocated. It wouldn't be that hard to recover, but me waking up that would be the hard part. I know if I just stop fighting right now everything will be over. I don't have to worry about pain anymore, I don't have to worry about anything. But Jordan will be crushed, if I left it would kill him.

"I think I'm going to fight, fight for you, fight for jordan," I said.

"Good choice boyo now wake yourself up its not that hard just get the will," he said. I thought of Jordan and how whenever I had a dream he would wake me up and hug me. That what I need just think of Jordan. His hugs. His kisses. His hands in mine. I open my eyes slowly. I'm in a white room. I hear voices of I think dec. oh thank god.

"He's awake," I here him sigh a sigh of relief. I here the door open, then close. I'm alone.

"Tom I think someone wants to see you," I here Dec say.

I try to speak but a whisper comes out instead. "Ok," the small whisper of my voice barely audible.

"Tom," I here his voice the voice I longed for the voice I love, "Tom your ok."

"Yeah," my voice still small. I feel the bed I was on shift as more wight was put onto it. I look over to him. His eyes were red. Cheeks stained with tears, "Jordan come here."

He moved to where he could bend down and be by my face.

"Hug me," I said he wrapped his arms around me and started crying. "Jordan why are you crying?"

"Because Tom you looked dead, when I was holding you, you had a very small almost unnoticeable pulse," he cried. I picked up his face and brought it to mine. I connected our lips, I could feel the smile on his face. I broke away from the kiss, he hugged me again.

"I love you soo so so so much," he cried again.

"I love you too," I burry my face into this shoulder, "Jordan I'm tired."

"Ok I'll go and let you rest," he said.

"No I want you to stay with me," I whisper my voice started to hurt again. He turns around and walks over to a chair, he sits down and takes off his glasses. He closes his eyes, he slowly drifts off to sleep.

Dec's PoV (not like last time I promise well maybe)

How is Tom alive. His throat was crushed from the pressure of the sword there. His windpipe was particularly squashed to almost 3/4 its original size. He should have stopped breathing after two minutes.

"Dec what's wrong," champ whispered.

"Who is Tom alive," I roll over to where I'm face to face with him.

"I don't know your the doctor," he said wrapping his arms around me.

"Yeah but it's a complete mystery who did he live," I moan.

"I don't know," he replied.

"Ugh This is going to kill me," I moan. His lips go on mine, "no."

"Why," he moaned.

"Because there are two people in the other room," I sigh and he sighs too.

"Fine," he moaned.

"Aww someone is butt hurt," I laugh.

"Good night," he says and turns over. It's 2:39.

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TOM IS ALIVE AHHHHHH

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