Dream!England x Reader x Norway - Promise [Pt. 13]

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Opening your eyes, you found yourself in a wide field
of tall grass; not so tall to cover you. You try to
recall what happened as you got up. Upon remembering,
you looked at your knee where Nightmare had thrown a
knife at and found that it was gone.

Scoping your surroundings, all you could see is the
sky and the endless field of grass. You plopped back on
the grass on your back sighing, waiting for yourself
to wake up from this obvious dream.

"____?" The same soft voice in your mind that wanted
to help you, started to call.

You jolted back up answering, "What is it that you say
you'll help"

"You're close."

"Close?" you said eagerly, standing up. "How close am I?"

Before the soft voice replied your question, there
was no sound except for the rustling of the grass.
"Close," it said, "I can't tell you any further because
of the spell I made."

"Thank you for helping me!" you mumbled sacastically,
emphasizing the word 'Helping'. You then sighed and lazily
laid back on the grass again. "At least I'm close though."

Closing your eyes, you wait for something to happen in
'Reality' so you could wake up. Then you suddenly
realize something from what he said and shot back up.
'/I/ made... /I/ made?!

"Art! Is that you?!" You held your head, hoping for an
answer. And yet again, the soft voice is taking long
to answer. Seriously? When important questions come up,
that's when it stops telling you things. You really had a
feeling that it was Arthur, but you were so completely
sure. He's dead? Right? Sometimes if you think about Arthur,
you could feel something so comforting. Perhaps it was that
little voice in your mind? When it talks to you, you get
that same solace feeling.

After minutes of waiting, the atmosphere changed, giving
you a draughty feel. The pain in your knee was slowly
returning. It wasn't as painful like earlier, but it was
still painful that you winced and opened your mouth, crying
out nothing.

In a blink of an eye, you were now in 'reality'. You
looked around with your blurred vision to see where you
were. As your vision sharpened, you found youself in the
hospital's emergency room. You were covered with a white
blanket except for your knee that you now see is already
bandaged properly. You felt your knee was a little numb,
and tight too, for some reason. Looking to the side, you
see the shirt you used to compress your wound with; it was
full of blood. You bled that much?! Looking at all your
blood on that shirt made you feel disgusted, so you looked
away. Whoever owns it, is going to have a bad time
-Mathias-.

"She's awake." You heard a male voice.

"The lidocaine must've worn off already." This time, it was
a female voice. You hear footsteps coming closer to your left,
which was covered by a curtain, then a doctor opens it.

"Does your knee hurt?" she asked.

It really hurts. "Y-yes..."

"It's more than a deep wound; it's from one end to another."

You start to observe that Lukas wasn't in the room, so you
asked, "Where's Lukas?"

She was about to answer, but Lukas came in and rushed to you.

"You feeling better now?" Lukas had a worried look on his
face as he looked at your knee then to you.

"Yeah, but it still hurts."

The doctor then gave you advice about taking care of your
stitched knee. She also mentioned about using crutches until
the nerves fully heal.

Remembering what the soft voice said about almost being there,
you scanned the room. Observing their uniforms and the logo
of their medical center, it's the hospital where Arthur was
admitted to. Then it hit you... Like a truck. 'Room 216'
Could it really be there this time?

You felt like you wanted to get up and dash to that room. The
doctor said that she wouldn't let you go until the lidocaine
wears off completely. You couldn't wait much any longer, so you
had to lie once again.

Adjusting to your new crutches, you felt your painful, numb
knee ache everytime you moved. You had to always bite down
your lip to bear it. After a while, you got used to the crutches,
so the doctor let you go.

Finally... You were out of the emergency room. You turned
to Lukas saying, "There's a memory here, and I have this
feeling it's the one. I really think it's this one!"

Lukas helped you to the elevetor, going to the 2nd floor.

"The hell ____?!" Lukas tried to slow you down as you
strided hastily down the hall. He didn't slow you down
though. Everything's going to be over. You didn't want this
to last any longer even for an hour. You wanted to live in
peace now. Ignoring Lukas, you also didn't care about
the pain as you pass 'Room 200'... The feeling is close; almost
there. You swore that your knee started to bleed again as
you felt something warm roll down your leg.

Room 216

You turned the knob a little disappointed that it was lock.

Lukas sighed and knelt then wiped the trail of blood from
your leg before he unlocked the door with some magic. He also
locked it from behind to avoid disturbance.

The memory slowly appeared.

You now see poor Arthur, pale and full of bruises, laid on
the white hospital bed. And your -past- depressed self, sitting on
a chair beside his bed, silently sobbing and praying. Seeing it
made your -real- heart sink.

[Memory illusion hurrhurr]

"L-Love," Arthur called you with a weak voice.

You quickly turn to him with your eyes streaming hot tears,
"Do you need anything?"

He slowly held your cheeks with both his trembling hands.
"Come closer dear." You obeyed him and leaned closer to
him. He then gives you one of his handsome smiles.
You held his hands that were on your cheeks and closed your
eyes, crying even more. "Please don't leave me Iggy."

"I guarantee you, I will never leave you. I promised,
remember?" He said, touching your engagement ring. He carefully
takes it off your finger and held it in his fist.

"Wah?" You wonder why he took your ring. Not that you mind.

He chuckled and pulled you closer 'til your foreheads met.
"I'll give a part of myself to you."

The memory illusion fades away.

Everything was so clear to you now! That struggling soft
voice in your mind was really Arthur. He gave a part of his
soul to you before he died.

"A-art... I know you're a part of me now. Where are you?"
You mumbled as your eyes began to tear up.

A small, warm speck of light that shone a bright emerald
green colour came out of you and disappeared. You look around
for it and then you see Arthur, standing infront of you. You
were stunned in shock. He was transparent, but you could feel
his touch as he wrapped his arms around you. You let go of
your crutches and leaned into his embrace. So warm... So
loving...

Lukas' eyes widen, seeing Arthur's soul. He didn't expect
that he could see. Though he could see Arthur's mouth moving,
he couldn't hear what he was saying, except for you.

"I'm so sorry if everything went wrong!" Arthur apologized,
hugging you tighter. "It wasn't meant to be that way. I swear
that I wasn't the who was hurting you."

You nuzzled your eyes on his chest, trying not to cry. You
weren't sure if you were happy or sad.

Arthur pulled your chin up gently. "I'm here." You wanted to
say something, but your tongue was locked. He then tilted his
head forward to you. "Do you want me to fix all of this my love?"

Of course you wanted, so you answered him with a simple nod.

"This time, I'll give my whole soul to you. But I'll be in
your sub-conscience." He then notices Lukas behind. "Be sure
that Lukas doesn't hurt my sweet heart." He gave you a simpering
smile.

"Don't worry about this happening ever again love," Arthur
assured you. "I will be always with you." He pulls you in, giving
you a sweet kiss then fades away.

Lukas caught you as you collapsed with a smile on your face.

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You continued your life with Arthur in your sub-conscience.
The only times you both could meet was in your dreams. After a
month, you and Lukas 'started over'. Arthur didn't seem to mind
since he understood what you were going through since high
school. He wants you to be happy~!

Arthur never broke his promise; he was and will be always with
you, waiting for you patiently.


FIN