TeardropsA Chapter by AynsleyI awoke the next morning to find blood all through my bed. "What the hell?" I gaped, looking around for some sign of murder. "Wierd." I muttered, pulling the sheets off. I looked down at myself, mouth wide. I'm bleeding? No, I thought Immortals couldn't be injured.
I felt no pain what so ever, but saw heaps of blood stained into my bed, the sheets soaked red.
I was pretty sure I hadn't hurt myself, I just went straight to bed the night before, so it's pretty impossible for all this blood to come from nowhere.
At that point, I felt my stomach twist and ache, "Oww ... " I cringed, holding my stomach. "What's happening?"
I reached out for the phone on the desk, and immediately dialed 911, "Please, I need an ambulance!" I screeched, dropping the phone.
"Hello? Who is this?" I heard the faint whisper coming from the phone, I reached out to get it again. My hands shaking, I answered. "Please help, I'm bleeding, I don't know what's happening! I need an ambulance." I repeated, trying to sooth my stomach.
"Right away miss." The person finally replied. I let the phone dangle from the desk as I pulled myself into the corner. I felt a mess, disgusting. There was blood everywhere, I had never seen so much. I was so confused, I had no clue what was happening.
Was I dieing? No I couldn't be dieing, Immortals couldn't die I reminded myself. I rested my head on my knees; panting, feeling like no air came through my lungs for each breath I took.
Finally when the ambulance arrived, I was so shocked when they told me what happened. "It can't be!" I cried, face in hands. A lady approched me, holding out her arms to welcome a hug.
"I'm so sorry." She murmurred, trying to calm me down. I didn't want her comfort, I wanted Hamish, he had to know! I tried to tell her, but my mouth went dry, and when I tried to say something no words came out. So I just cried again.
"We all are very sorry." She sighed, putting her arms at her sides. I didn't care if she was or not. She didn't know how it felt to lose something so precious, so unquie. I strained to stand up, and when I finally did, I sighed, shaking my head.
"Just leave me alone." I sulked, walking away ...
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5 Reviews Added on June 30, 2010 Last Updated on June 30, 2010 AuthorAynsleySunshine Coast, Maroochydore, AustraliaAboutHello my name is Aynsley, but you can call me Amy. I love to review other peoples' writing, so send me a message requesting a review, and wala! I'm quite a shy person. And I guess I always will.. more..Writing
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