Life, Loss, and Forever (Part 3 of A GC Love Story) ~chapter 50~ <Alive>

~YOUR POV~
You rest your head on Benji's chest, hoping for some sign of life-more specifically, a pulse. You look up for just a second, only to hear faint, hopeful blips on the monitor. Your optimism begins to return as you listen again, when suddenly Benji jolts to life with a yell. His breaths are fast but deep, and his heart rate has spiked dramatically, but you are just glad that he is alive.
(Benji)-*____*! I'm alive...I'M ALIVE!
(you)-Benji! Oh, it's a miracle! But...we thought you were dead...
(Benji)-To tell you the truth, I DID die. I saw heaven, I saw angels, St. Peter...I even had my own wings while I was there. But I begged and pleaded to be let one more chance...just so I could see you again, tell you how much I love you...I sincerely said that I would sacrifice heaven to be with you. I wanted to let you know that I did not mean what I said, even as I cannot remember what it was that I said or why...do you forgive me?
(you)-I couldn't be mad at you, you're a miracle. Of course, you always were in my eyes, but now you are in those of others.
(Benji)-I guess I am...
You then lean over and deliver a soft, gentle kiss to Benji's lips, and he in turn kisses you back. It means so much to you because you realize that you came uncomfortably close to losing your true love forever. now that you know that he is alive, you learn not to take things for granted. Just as well, when you felt the moist pink flesh touch you, you felt rejuvinated, as if Benji had given you a taste (in both senses of the word) of his feeling of rebirth. The two of you part, only to see the doctor standing by.
(doctor)-Excuse me, ma'am, but may I have a word with you and Mr. Madden, please?
(you)-Certainly, doctor.
(doctor)-I must say that I am surprised you are alive, Mr. Madden. You must feel lucky.
(Benji)-What happened to me? I know I died for a minute or so...but...wasn't I in a car crash?
(doctor)-Correct. You had extensive, but relatively mild, injuries. You did suffer massive blood loss and a concussion-which probably played a part in causing your mild amnesia-plus a broken leg and superficial organ damage, but you should fare well.
(Benji)-Did I...*checks side of belly, which has stitches in surgical incisions*...shit...how long was I in surgery...why was I in there?
(doctor)-Mr. Madden, you were in the operating room for about four hours. The surgeons had to remove a vast amount of glass shards and splinters from your abdomen.
(Benji)-Damn, I got really messed up...
(you)-Benji, didn't you say...*to doctor* what became of the driver in the other vehicle?
(doctor)-Dead on impact. He died a rather violent death.
(you)-Oh...
(Benji)-How long until I'll be out of the casts, doc?
(doctor)-I'd estimate that we'll need to keep you here for about a week to make sure you have no organ ruptures, then you'll be up on crutches for two weeks. So, in about three weeks you should be able to walk again, but you won't be completely healed for a couple of months.
(Benji)-A couple of months? I have to start touring in early April!
(doctor)-I'm sorry, but you'll need to wait until May before you start on your lifestyle again. I think you just ought to be lucky that you survived, Mr. Madden.
(Benji)-Oh, don't get me wrong, doc-I feel lucky every day because of *_____*-she's my guardian angel. I don't know what love is without her.
(you)-Oh, you're so sweet, Benji!
(doctor)-Don't worry, ma'am-your husband here will be in good hands, and you can visit him frequently during his short stay.
(you)-Thank you. *doctor exits*
You then look back at Benji, straight into the copperyshimmer in that gaze. It stuns you-a complete stranger believed that you were married to Benji. Just then, out of the corner of your eye, you spot Billy. He seems to be cowering in the background, his blue eyes riddled with guilt and a broken heart. It seems difficult for him to meet your eyes or Benji's, as if he blamed himself for it all.
(Benji)-Billy? What are...hold on...I feel like there was something I was supposed to remember about you and *_____*...
(you)-No, nothing to remember. Anyway, you need your sleep, baby.
(Benji)-Where's my brother? Where's Joel?
Suddenly, the phone rings, and you answer it on speakerphone.
(you)-Hello?
(caller)-*_____*?
(you)-Joel?
(Joel)-Of course it's Joel! Who do you think it would be, *_____*?
(you)-Well, I was just surprised. How did you know we were here?
(Joel)-What happened to my brother?
(Benji)-Sickboy, chill-I'm right here.
(Joel)-About time you spoke up, Benj-I thought you were sleeping...or even...
(Benji)-Dead? Oh, I DID die for a minute or so. I saw heaven and Saint Peter and everything, Joel. But what I gotta know is, how did you know I was here? *smiles a little* Maybe your 'twin'-tuition workin' a little overtime?
(Joel)-I wish. No, it was actually Kiana who had the vision of you getting hurt and being in the hospital. So what happened?
(Benji)-I was in a car accident. They say I'll probably live, but I won't be able to tour in April.
(Joel)-Why not?
(Benji)-I broke my leg. I'll be walking on it freely in three weeks, but I might have to wait at least two months before I can fully return to my lifestyle.
(Joel)-I think we'll just need to cancel it-the Warped Tour starts in late June.
(Benji)-I'm sorry I caused all of this, bro...
(Joel)-What are you apologizing for, Benj? You didn't do anything wrong.
(Benji)-Yes I did, Joel...yes I did.
(Joel)-Whatever, Benj. Anyway, Kiana, Jamaal and I are on our way out there to see you.
(Benji)-What about the video shoot?
(Joel)-We were almost finished anyway, and most of the rest is just computer editing. We got all the hard stuff out of the way already. Well, we'll probably see you in around seven hours, okay, bro? Later.
(Benji)-Later. *Joel hangs up*
When you look over at Benji, you are saddened as he struggles for a painful breath. You walk over and lie down next to him on the bed, taking care around the tender stitching area. You snuggle up to his warmth, and you lay a gentle kiss on his cheek as he wraps his arm around you. What a night it's been...yet, you are just glad that both of you made it out alive. It is not long before you and he fall asleep in eachother's arms.
He's ALIVE! He's ALIVE! (me: you don't think I'd really kill Benji, do you?)

Wow...fifty chapters already, and this friggin' story is nowhere near finished! No wonder my best friend says that I have no life...but I say that this is a passion. AGAIN, THIS STORY IS NOWHERE NEAR FINISHED!!! I love you all. And goldfish crackers are evil.