A familar pain

Doubled over by the pain inside me, my mind screamed at me to move but I was left inert, unable to move. You think all your life that if and when death comes you'll be able to face it like a man, look it square in the eyes and say nonchalantly "What took you so long?", but my end was far less cinematic and much more extreme terror as I screamed before the bubbling coppery taste choked off my air and I fell to the floor twitching.
"What took you so long?"
As I lay there thinking about all the things I should have said or done my mind devolved in one repeating track "Help me, oh god help me!" but then I remembered I had told him to go to hell just a few minutes earlier.