"MARK! NO!" I scream as I hover over him.

At that moment, doctors came racing in, they pushed me out of the room. I was left outside the room with the nurse to calm me down.

But she didn't do anything.

I had turned around and rested my elbows aggressively on the wall, occasionally punching it.

I was crying hard, tears streaming down my face.

I could hear them electric shocking him, trying to save him.

After many attempts at electric shocking, I hear them stop.

One of the doctors walks out of the room slowly.

"W- we're sorry. He's gone." He sighs.

"WHAT?! NO! MY BEST FRIEND IS NOT GONE! JUST LIKE THAT!!" I scream.

I push past him and run as fast as I can into the room.

"MARK! PLEASE COME BACK TO ME!!" I yell, tears streaming down my face. My face was all red.

"We're sorry Mr. McLoughlin. There's nothing we can do." Doctor Scott sighs.

"P-please... Can I be left alone in here for a bit?" I ask.

"Most certainly."

Then, everybody leaves the room.

"Mark... I've loved you since we met... I don't want you gone... I- I'm sorry..." I try to say through tears, sniffing and gulps.

I couldn't say anything anymore, all I could do is cry.

I collapse onto the floor, my arms and head resting beside Mark.

"I know that there is some miracle that is going to happen... Or you're just still alive... I just- Mark, you're not gone. You will always be in my heart."

I stand up and rest my head and arms on Mark's belly.

Tears dripping down my face and staining his shirt.

"Please..." I mumble, slowly closing my eyes.

I keep my eyes closed for a few minutes, but then I start to hear a familiar noise.

The noise of a heartbeat.

I immediately look up and shoot my glance at the heart monitor, which was now flowing normally again.