Ch. 16: Love, Anger, Guilt, and Hate Part 1

If a memory could be erased quickly as that, easy as that, and this guilt could easily be snatched away off my chest, I might have found myself standing beside her, my best friend, who's lying on hospital bed,  who needs me at the moment, but here I am... holding my knees. My forehead pressed against my arms, forcing the sweat to sully on the sleeves of my jacket. My knees shakily drawn up in front of me. I saw nothing as the hiccups raced with the bursts of my tears.  

"Stupid...Stupid!" My tongue is at rest, but my heart isn't. I know I should not have acted like this.  I know I should have rushed inside the building and faced the shadows of  doctors and nurses stood in the operation room with their hands covered with blood-- the blood of my mother.

I couldn't understand her reasons as I felt the ice crept up through my bones. How could my mother had chosen to give her life and left me for her?

I didn't want to know about the baby. All I wanted was my mother.

But I knew I could not escape her anymore as I held her in my arms.

My heart melt by her warmth. She looked so much like her. She was the exact resemblance of my mother. My hands began to tremble. I was so afraid that she would slip out of my grips and fall onto the floor, so I held her close and tucked her, sniffing her thin hairs as they brushed against my cheek.

                                 

Her eyes closed tight and she yawned as she finally asleep. My fingers caressed her pluffy cheek  as she held my thumb tightly in her sleep.

Time went by and  she became more than my sister. She was my best friend.

Theme Song: Keep Breathing by Inggrid Michaelson

I love her

and I watched her until she was able to sleep on her own bed. Tucking her at night, I told her stories about Thumbelina and about a fish trying to find his son after getting caught by the fisherman's net.

And as I fixed her blanket --ready to say good night to her -- she asked me to let the light on because she was afraid of the monsters who might leap out of the closet. I chuckled because she reminded me of myself. I was  scared of so many things when I was in her age. Waking up at night and found the bed was wet, mom rushed to see me crying. She hugged me and kissed me on the forehead, letting me to sleep by her side until the morning came. Later, my mother told me that as long as I have these butterfly hair pins she gave to me, I would be okay and that the monster would cease and disappear long before they could even open the door, so  I gave my sister one of those pins and told her that momma would always be there for us.

But now... I know I need more than this butterfly hair pin. Death have taken my sister... right there, inside that building as she held my thumb tightly before she let it go forever.


And now, death is going to take my best friend.

Tell me how life is fair?

Ch. 15: Lost and Return

"Science facility? I think we've found what you might be interested in." Jon Marsh spoke on the phone to someone in charge of the Landgraab Science Facility. The man whom he spoke to barely able to see him, but he could hear the excitement in John's voice. Yes, the man had heard correctly. Jon Marsh had finally able to smile again after what had happened to him.

Several hours before,  he and his friend, Josh Hamilton, were found by the police sitting in their boat, reprimanding themselves for what had happened to them. Everything had gone out of their plans and what's left of the convict were only her clothes scattered around the deck.

"At least we can go back in and check it out. Maybe it's a treasure , mate."

Josh nodded, but did not elaborate, too tired to tell Jon that they were not in "Pirate of Carribean" movies. But, he was  helpless to say no to his buddy. Together, they dived the sea and Josh only hoped that Jon's words were true or he's going to knock Jon's head  with a hammer for making him go through such trouble.

This time Jon was right, though. Back on the surface, Josh had to admit it to his buddy for ten years. 

They called another boat to pull it out and as the thing they found at the bottom of the sea reached the surface, Josh could not help but stared at the electro-mechanical machine. " Like in Transformer movie, huh?"

Jon's words were proven to be true and that's why he's making that phone call. 

"Okay,  please hold, we're going to connect you to a line..."

Jon waited,  drumming his palm on his thigh and was crossing his fingers tightly.  Hopefully, their finding could redeem what they have lost, but still he could not figure out all the puzzles lingered in. What else could he say? She's gorgeous, too deliciously beautiful to look at, and all they were did were just trying to fill in the empty afternoon with a little party on their boat, even though - minutes before it got started—he could see  obvious signs that no one would come... not even one, except... her. 

The disastrous woman.

Ch. 14: Fight for Life

The ICU room fell silent. Faces strained. Each one stared nervously at the seventeen years old girl who hardly even breathed. The electrocardiogram showed nothing, but a straight line which they called a flatline and a long beep replacing the erratic ones- calling everyone's attention. 

The nurse turned her head to the doctor stood in froze. Sweat flowed from the doctor's forehead. 

If he didn't - if they didn't - act quickly then the girl's brain would be in damage and they would lose her forever.

"Doctor...!" The nurse broke his solitude, turning his direction toward her.  The clock had ticked several times.

He inhaled. The heel of his palm pressed against the girl's sternum, ready for a compression. With a shove down hard, he attempted one last shot. "Give her one milligram of epinephrine now!"

"Right, doctor." The nurse administered the drugs into the girl's skin while the doctor pressed down the heel of his palm against the girl's sternum. Somehow... he believed- they believed- she's going to make it...  no matter how or even when....

Ch 13: Into The Dark Part 2

The gunfire pulled her awareness back, prodding every erythrocytes inside her blood to swivel around along her veins as they marched to her heart in such a hideous speed. Her feet and the tips of her fingers shuddered, hung limply in the air while two grips were embracing her tight - pushing her onto a man's chest. She knew that those grips belongs to a man because of the warmth and the familiar musk mingled with his sweat as she sniffed it on his shirt, his rapid heartbeats, and his broad shoulder as her head clung to it. She remembered every single details- of how his shoulders were once tear-stained after she fell down from her bike when she was six. Listening to his breaths, she could even tell who the man really was.

"You'll be fine, Rose." His voice was hoarse while another gasps of his breaths were spasmodically being let out upon her hair. They were cold, but not as cold as his grips were -so cold that they made her shiver. Dad?

Her heart rose and fell in a second when a jump shook her and made her awareness fully awake. Alex was lowering her down onto a rough surface that was wobbling whilst she listened to the rhythm of wave came rushing forward at her. In a minute, her back bumped against the wooden surface and soon followed by her head pointed upward to the sky as it leaned heavily on solid edges.

Opening her eyes, everything was surrounded in a blurry haze. The stars glistened, showing off their well-built constellations that had been used by men to predict things- though she had never really believed in such things about human prophecies. In fact, she had never believed anything about myths. Her mind only wondered if it was already near her end as the heaven felt so close for her to reach.

Dropping her head to observe the surrounding, her mouth fell agape. She was curling up on a boat... a lifeboat that was wobbling away by the waves coming at her as though they were going to eat her alive. Only a few inches down then she would be in inside the water. Alex was nowhere in sight and she was feeling too weak to turn her head to find him.

The small boat wobbled again by a weight pushing it down into the water which indicated that someone was making a leap out of it. She neglected it. She shut her eyes for feeling too tired to stay awake or even to analyze her surroundings.

A touch on his left arm opened her eyes. She knew Alex was still there. It was quick and soon the boat was being pushed away from its main ship.

Ch. 13 - Into the Dark Part 1

Theme Song: "Run" by Snow Patrol

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The young doctor hightailed it up to the ICU, leaving Pierre flustered and vulnerable behind the closed door. 

“What is her blood pressure?” He asked without turning his head to the nurse at his left.

“Systolic is 70, diastolic is 50, doctor.”

“This is not good.” He said, preparing for a shock. “Wake up, girl!”

The doctor’s voice muffled into the corners of the ICU room, and all the girl could hear was her own heart beat faded while everything around her was dreary dark.