Ben Can You Hear Me の小説・ストーリー

Ben’s heartbeat was getting stronger and I saw his eyelids slightly moving, twitching like they were so close to actually working. There was instantly a ton of commotion inside the four walls, but I couldn’t look away from my mate. *Talk to him,* Coral urged. My hands went to either side of his face, a bit of blood smearing his skin. “Ben? Ben please, please look at me. You can open your eyes, I know you can. I know you can hear me, please come back. We need you, I need you. Wake up, wake up,” I whispered, over a loud banging somewhere behind me.

"Zelda! Where are you? Do not move, I am coming to—" "Bane?" Her voice came through the speaker, light, clear, and utterly oblivious to the storm raging in my chest. She wasn't crying. She wasn't screaming. "Bane, why are you shouting? I called you back because the reception cut out near the old silo." In the background, the heavy, boisterous rumble of older male voices echoed through the line, followed by a sudden, collective burst of genuine, unforced laughter.

Immediately Dean heard her voice he was so happy and connected his phone to a vocal microphone which could allow everyone to hear her voice. "Bianca, can you hear me?" Dean asked as he heaved a sigh as he looked from everyone of the board members seated to be sure they all were listening. "Yes I can. I'm here. It's me." Bianca replied as he looked at Kelvin and Carl who continued to stare at her.

Ben asks, looking me up and down like he expects me to be missing a limb. “I’m fine. Let’s see if we can get these two idiots in here.” I move towards my friends, but I don’t touch the barrier. “Can the two of you hear us?” I say, louder than my normal speaking voice and I immediately feel like an idiot. I feel a squeeze on my left hand and I realize I haven’t let go of Ben’s hand. I get nothing from my friends. They are looking around trying to figure out how the barrier swallowed us. “Well, normal talking isn’t working. Can the two of you mindlink?”

"Guys, do you hear that?" "What's that" Bi asked "Yeah what's up cause I can't hear anything" "Sounds like I'm hearing an ambulance siren" "Ambulance?" Kira asked "Yeah" "Ok, that's a lot, but I can't hear anything though can you?" Kira asked Bianca "Nope I can't hear a single sound" "You okay D" Bianca asked me "Of course I'm fine you know what just forget about it" "Oh ok," Kira said "But I still can't hear anything though"

“Grace, please come home with me. You have no idea how much we need you. Without you these past few days, we haven’t been able to eat or sleep. Please come back. I’m begging you. Rayan, my mother, and I know we messed up. Please forgive us.” Ever since I drove them out of the mansion, I had heard these words hundreds of times. When I blocked him on Instagram, he started calling. When I blocked his number, he switched to a new one. Rayan borrowed his classmates’ phones. The two of them took turns bombarding me. They were relentless. All of it was to get me to come home.

I guess? No seriously, never call me that again. Also, when will I be able to move around and talk again? "I'd give it an hour if I were you." Shoot. "Language!" You're a literal idiot. "You're the one talking to yourself." We both know you can hear me! "...." Hello? "...." Hey, I'm talking to you here. "...." I know you can hear me! "...." I'll pet your wings if you talk.

The last thing I hear is my name as if from far away. “BENEDICT!”

"All I know is that I'm grateful for it. Whatever it is." Behind us, Cengiz cleared his throat. "I hate to interrupt, but we're running out of time." We broke apart, but Stellan's hand stayed in mine. The bond pulsed between us, invisible but undeniable. As we ran, I tested it. Reached out with my mind toward him. And felt him reach back. *Can you hear me?* I thought, not expecting an answer. His grip on my hand tightened. *I can hear you.* I stumbled, shocked. *You can?*

Douglas rushes over and grabs my shoulders, a hint of a smile on his lips, “sweetie, Bethany, you can hear the voice too?” “It keeps asking for bacon,” I sniff, wiping my nose with my hand, “it won’t go away.” I watch in surprise as Douglas sinks to his knees and places his hands gently on my bump, “hey little man in there, do you want bacon?” 'Bacon? Pweeeese? Gimmee bacon! ' I gasp and gawp as Douglas grins at me, “he’s talking to us!” “Never in my life…” I hear a gasp and look up to see Douglas’s dad staring at us dumbfounded, “you can hear the foetus?”