I wake up groggy. I try to recall the the events leading up to now. But everything's a blur. Nothing makes any sense. I look around, attempting to figure out where I am, only to see that I'm in an all white room. The room is blinding, I look out in search of anything familiar. Realization hitting me. I must be dead. I lie back down, too tired to care. Immediately Xavier's face comes to mind, and I begin to cry. Knowing that I'll never see him again. I close my eyes, just hoping I can forget.
I wake up a few hours later. This time I feel something strong at my side. I twist to see Xavier.
"No! Not you too!" I begin to cry and shake uncontrollably. It was one thing for me to die, but Xavier as well? It's too much.
I feel Xavier shifting beside me.
I reach down, and rub his cheek. His f
