(If you guys like listening to music while reading this, I suggest you listen to "Give Me Love" by Ed sheeran. It really goes with this chapter)

When your dying, all of your best memories replay in your head. Some good, some bad, but they were the ones you'd remembered the most.
It's the most beautiful thing.

I heard yelling. Shouts of my name. I didn't pay attention to them.
I didn't want to pay attention to them.
I was happy here.

Ianite, sitting on her throne, turned to me.

"They're calling for you my soldier. Are you going to answer?"
I looked up at her. Her face was turned to me but I had no real way of knowing she was looking at me. She always wore a blindfold. She saw with her ender eye necklace. I smiled.

"Why would I? It's so peaceful here. So beautiful."
The room that I was in was very similar to The End. The place was covered in Endermen. They were her protectors. Every wall and floor was covered in End stone.
I sat by her side and watched the screen flicker with my memories.

She sighed and turned back to the screen. She continued to brush her fingers through my hair. It was so calming.

"It's not your time you know. You had much longer to live."

"What do you mean it wasn't my time? I died. That's that."

"But you didn't. Not yet anyway. They are operating on you now."

"Then why am I here with you?"

"You have a decision. You can stay with me. Or, you can go back to the world. Where everyone misses you."

"Miss me? I believe Tom would be happy to see me dead. He doesn't have to save my a- I mean butt anymore." It didn't feel right cursing in front of her.

She paused for a moment. She raised her hand towards the screen of my memories and winded it forward.

"Before you make a decision, you must witness this."

The screen flashed into a new scene. One I hadn't recognized before.

~Toms P.o.v~ (THATS RIGHT, I JUST DID THAT)

Tucker had called me on my cellphone while I was asleep in bed.
Sparklez hadn't come home yet. I was glad, I think.
I was really angry at him for spying on me. But I can't help but feel worried, he never stays out this late. Especially when it's a blood moon.

My phone rang and I picked it up and answered groggily.

"What do you want?" I asked tired. They never stopped hustling me around here.

"Tom...something's happened. Something bad."
My heart stopped. Sparklez.
I heard Sonja in the background crying. Oh no.

"Wh...what's happened?"

He paused for a moment and I heard him sniff.

"Me and Sonja...we found him outside in the forest. His arm was broken, he had a major concussion, and three of his ribs are broken and two fractured. There's also...internal bleeding. Decs trying to revive him. I'm sorry Tom."

I heard Decs deep voice mumble something and Sonja's weeping got louder.
My breath was getting shaky and my palms were sweating.

"Decs gonna try to operate on him... He's not for sure if he can help him. We're gonna be at his house if you want to come. I'm not gonna lie to you, it's really bad man."

I hung up the phone and dashed to get clothes on and grab my bag of potions.

I bolted for Decs place.

When I arrived I saw Steve leaning on the wall outside the door. Tucker was sitting on the steps with a hysterical Sonja sobbing into his chest. He looked like he was hysterical as well, but he was pulling together for her.

"He's not letting anyone in matey. Not until after."

I had to see him. I had to know if he was okay.

I sat down on the grass and put my head in my hands.

"I can't wait out here. I have to do something. Anything."

He patted my back.
"Come here. I need to show ye something. The others didn't notice, but I did."

I was confused. What was he talking about?

He dragged me to the forest and began to walk through it.

"Is this where he? What happened to him? Who hurt him?"

My voice was quivering and I hated it. I hated anything that made me feel weak.
"It was one of them green bugars...they think it snuck up behind him or something. I just wanna show ye what he did before he passed out."

A creeper. That's what hurt him.

He finally stopped and I almost ran it to him. I rushed around to see what he was pointing at. There was a large crater in the earth, some blood and I saw his...hand writing?
It was written in the dirt with a small little twig. I could still understand it though,

'Tom. I'm sorry for not being able to stay with you. I'm sorry about not being able to take care of myself. I love you. I'll watch over you in the next life. -CS'

I had never felt so much pain before. He had apologized, while dying, about leaving me.
I sobbed. "That d-dork...h-he ap-pologized for d-dying."

Why didn't I run after him when he left? Why didn't I tell him it was okay he was spying on me? Why?
Steve threw his arm around my shoulder. I sobbed into his chest. Steve was like the Dad I never had. He was always there for me.

I had to see him again. I couldn't let him remember me as angry at him.
"Steve I ha-have to s-see him again...p-please."
"I'll find a way Syndy. I'll find a way. But right now ye gotta pull yourself together. For him."
I sniffed and wiped my eyes.
"Yeah...yeah..."

We headed back to Decs house. Tucker had fallen asleep and Sonja had calmed down a bit. She was leaning onto him and staring at the ground.

"Any word from em' mate?"

She closed her eyes and shook her head no.
I looked around for Wag to see how he was reacting, but he wasn't here.

"W-where's W-wag?" I asked Steve.

"He's helping Dec mate. He knows some spells that might help a bit."

All I could do now was wait. I hated waiting.

Jordan was always patient. He waited and stayed calm. He talked to me sometimes while we waited on things to spawn in the nether.

He was so sensitive to harsh things too. I always hate myself when I yell at him or get angry at him. It feels like yelling at a puppy. You know he didn't mean it.

The time he passed out in the Nether was so scary. I was fighting a bunch of blazemen and I had paused just for a second to take a break. I was lucky enough to hear his cry for help. It was so small but yet had so much impact on my mind.
He was just lying there, his cape was sprawled onto the brick, and his face was pale. That was the scariest moment of my life.
This probably tops it. This was way more serious than his food poisoning.

I heard the door open and Wag poke his head out.
"Dec says he's stabilized for a moment. One of you can see him, we don't wanna crowd the room. It's really small in here."

I walked through without a moments hesitation. Wag stopped me before I could walk through to the room he was in.
"Tom, you can't freak out. No matter how bad he looks. It would just make things worse. Promise you won't?"

"I won't. Promise."

Wag moved out of my way and let me through.

My heart broke at the sight of him.

He was lying slightly upright with his arm in a weird sling thing that was tied to the ceiling. His shirt was off and he had bandages and thick pads wrapped around his ribs. He looked so pale. He had a thin blanket over his legs. He looked so uncomfortable. His lips were dark blue. That's what scared me the most. I had never seen anyone alive with that color of lips. I knew it was really bad. He had some kind of tube going into his side and another going into his arm.
They had taken off his glasses. He always wore them. He looked like a total dork with them on, but now I can't see him without them.

I sat at the bed side in a chair Wag or Dec must have placed for me. I held his good hand and made circles in his palm with my thumb. I'd saw Sonja do it to Tucker many times when he got angry about something, he seemed to calm down a ton when she did.

"Sparklez...Jordan...I don't know if you can hear me...but I just wanted to say...I'm the one who should have been sorry. I drove you away. I'm sorry I was taking pictures of you in the first place...I know what you and her had was private...but I just wanted to see what a normal relationship was. All I've ever seen was Tucker and Sonja's...I didn't really know anything else to go by. I really thought maybe me and Martha maybe had a chance. When she left, I had given up on hope in finding a love interest...look at me huh? Talking about love and crap. Never thought you'd see the day huh?" I looked at him again hoping to spark some kind of reaction, maybe like he'd laugh and he was perfectly fine after all. But that didn't happen.

I was gonna try talking to him again, but I just couldn't.

My body shook in sobs again. What if he never woke up?

I began to rub circles in his palm again. The least I could do was try to make him more comfortable.

That's when something wonderful happened.

I felt his hand wrap around mine. I looked up at him. He had a grin on his face, but his eyes were still closed.
"T-t...t-t-..."

He was trying to speak to me!

"Jordan I'm here!"

His smile faded, his hand let go, and the machine he was connected to started beeping frantically.
Wag ran in and looked at me.

"We have to start the second part of the surgery. You have to leave. I'm sorry."
I looked at him one last time before walking out the door.
I saw Dec put on his gloves and Wag begin pulling the blankets off of him.

He didn't deserve this.
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IM SORRY!
I know you all hate me after writing this chapter, and I apologize for my depressing chapter. It's really bringing people down man...I'm sowy.
Guess what? MORE SNOW TODAY! HECK YEAH!
And I had no school, so I'm gonna like write all day today and get in a few chapters before I go back. IM EXCITED!
I ALSO HAVE OVER 4 THOUSAND READS AND HAVE DECIDED TO TELL SOME OF MY FRANDS.
They surprisingly acted pretty chill about me writing gay fan fiction. Go figure...
Before I go, I'd like to thank my best frand LOGAN for reading up on my creepy stories...I'm sorry I told you about this...now you'll never be the same...
I'll be posting the next chapter after the stream, so be ready friends!
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- Lee