Your POV (When you pass out)

It felt like you were losing so much blood that you felt cold and well, basically like you were dying. You found it hard to breath, like your lungs were being dried up and you could feel them becoming smaller and smaller as you tried to take in each breath. All you could hear was the screams around you, they were terrifying and sounded painful, the kind of pain that pounds deep in your heart. The type of pain that screams love. Struggling to keep your eyes open, you could no longer hold them, they shut fully and it all went black. You started to get scared since all you could see was darkness and the screams around you made things worse. You longed to see the fight and thank your savior, but you couldn't move your body since you had no control over anything. You feel the bastard drop you like you were nothing. You felt your lifeless body hit the ground. Great, that's gonna bruise. You thought to yourself as you heard the screams gradually get louder and louder. Is this really it? Is this really the end? And with that, all your thoughts escaped your mind as you no longer heard anything. No screaming and no mental talking. It was all gone. Like a deadly peace.

------------Time skip----------

Thoughts, finally back in your mind. Breaths, you could finally control them. Your fingers, you could finally sense them by your sides. Soon you could feel your whole body. You realized you were regaining consciousness. Feeling the cold on your (s/c) skin, you shivered. Opening your eyes slowly, you found yourself  looking at a ceiling. For a while you focused your gaze on the whiteness of it so it would become clear enough for you too see. Beginning to regain your vision, you scan the room. Getting a good look, you soon realized it was your bedroom. You looked down and saw that there was blood dripping down your arm. Oh yer.... Pain soon filled your body as you stiffened. Getting up from your bed carefully, you walked over to your dresser and looked at yourself in the mirror to found yourself in a total complete mess. Your shoulder stung like hell and you needed to fix it fast before you fainted again. Grabbing your first aid kit, you took off your shirt to bandage your shoulder, when you noticed something, how in the world did you get here? Shrugging it off thinking it was all a blur in the back of your mind, you sat at your dresser. Trying to stitch your shoulder up, you grunted every now and then from the pain. But, something made you stop, or more like someone did. You heard a slight grunt as your eyes widen. SHIT!! Someone is in my room!  You grabbed your hair brush your dad gave you on your fifteenth birthday. But only you knew that if you took the brush off the handle, it would be a deadly knife. Thanking your dad for his protection, you sneakingly  walked slowly over to the noise and found it on the other side of your bed. You pulled the brush off the handle and the blade was now visible. You were know in front of the person with the knife out in front of you shaking like crazy. You observed the person and it was a boy. You couldn't identify him since he had his knees to his chest, his arms around his knees and his head shoved in between them. "H-hey! W-who are y-you and w-what are you d-doing in my h-house?!" You ask and scream at the boy. He looks up and his eyes widen. He sits up and backs away slowly. You walked foreword and protested him. "Who are you!! A-and what are you doing in m-my room!" Looking at the boy you noticed his eye. You started at it for a minute or two. your eyes widen and you start to back away in fear. This can't be happening....WHY?!! The boy stood up and slowly walked towards you. "N-no!! L-leave me a-alone!!" You were basically crying at this point. You didn't know what to feel. You kept walking back until you hit a wall. You slid down and sat of the floor, the knife still in your hands. The boy slowly followed you and was now kneeling in front of you. "G-go away! Y-your not r-real!" You said as your eyes became blurry. The boy slowly took the knife from your hands and placed it away from you. As you looked in disbelief of what you were seeing. "W-why? H-how?" You asked as you saw that he was real. The boy just looked down in sorrow. You looked at him with teary eyes. "Is it t-true?" The boy looked up at you in the eyes and slightly nodded. You bursted out crying letting all your feeling escape and jumped into the boys arms. He rubbed your back in comfort and leaned his head in the crook of your neck as you just sobbed into his shoulder making his shirt wet. You started to sniff and then spoke in his ear. "Kaneki.....it is you." You smiled to yourself as he rubbed your back and embraced you more.  You saw the love of your life in front of you, hugging you. He was ok, but.....how is this possible?