Comatose Chapter 8

I faintly heard a /SNAP/, but Envy's insane laughter was what filled my ears.
Pain was everywhere. It hurt to breathe. Why was I still alive?
Someone was in front of me, lifting my head up. But my eyesight was too blurry to see who, all I could see were dark blurry shapes around me.
I could hear flames crackling, and I dully wondered where the fire came from.
I could hear more guns firing, Envy's laughter stopping for a bit, and harsh ragged breathing.
My arm was suddenly free and I was falling forward.
I landed in the person's lap. I could feel the pain suddenly, coming back with a punch. And I realized the harsh breathing was me.
The pain was so much, I could already feel myself drifting off, and becoming numb.
In my final few moments of consciousness, my vision cleared somewhat, I could see black hair, and dark, dark blue eyes. So familiar…
'Roy?'
My vision cleared a bit more, I could see concern and worry on his face. His face set in a worried frown, his dark blue, near black eyes, there was fear, and horror in them. His mouth was agape, in shock and horror.
I felt him put one arm carefully under my right leg, my stub of a left leg pressed against him.
He gently put my head on his right shoulder, and I could feel myself being lifted up.
I heard a loud snap and felt the flash of warmth from the sudden flame.
I smiled faintly.
My vision began to tunnel, and I couldn't find my voice.
I heard Roy's voice, but I couldn't make out what he was saying. It was far too echo-y, but to hear his true, warm, low toned voice after so long, was so comforting.
My eyes felt so heavy, they finally dropped. I heard the sound of Roy's heart beating as I drifted off to a place where pain did not exist.