Her Fatal Patrimony

Chapter 8

ANGELA'S POV

Waking up I struggle to open my heavy eyes. My first sight is a heavenly gold ceiling. Is this supposed to be heaven? Trying to get up and get a better view , I'm engulfed by excruciating pain in my head. My vision gets blurry immediately. I decide to lay back down as I could no longer take the pain. My head seems to be wrapped in a bandage so is my left hand. My left leg seems to be covered in a plaster cast. This couldn't be heaven if my body is in so much pain. Where am I? In trying to figure out how I got here , everything comes back to me like a vivid movie playing right in front of my eyes...

The car crash...

Gaining consciousness I'm immediately engulfed by an acute smell of petrol. That's when I become aware of my reality. The car seems to have rolled over. I'm laying on my left side and I can't feel any of it, the whole of my  left hand and leg are numb. I can hardly see anything but the door seems to be flipped to the top. One can hardly see it's a door from the way it's smashed. My chest starts closing up and I struggle to breath as fear and panick take control of me. My parents!

I'm struggling to see anything in this car, everything seems pitch black. My only way out is the door but I can hardly move. So much in me wants to give up and hope someone is coming to help but the need to save my parents lurks in my heart. It pushes me to try. With the very bit of strength left in me I push the door , ignoring the excruciating pain in every part of my body. When I fail tears start streaming down my face . I can't do it! I lay there thinking of how much I still wanted to do . I wanted to make my parents very proud. I was going to be the doctor I've always aspired to be and save lives. I closed my eyes as I felt as though life was slowly leaving my body. Images of my parents smiling at me suddenly flashes right before my eyes. "You need to fight Angie!" My dad's voice suddenly echoed through my ears. "Fight Angie!" It chanted.
I started kicking at the door fighting against it with all that's left in me. The door broke out revealing the way out. I couldn't believe it. I can make it out here alive , I thought. I had used up all my strength but I managed to get out the car . I layed on the grass a while as I tried to regain strength and reinstate life in me. I have to save my parents.

I got up ignoring every pain that came with moving. I limped towards the car. My vision blurry I could hardly keep balance. A pinging sound echoed in my ears and my head was extremely painful. It seemed to be near dawn as it was really dark. Reaching the car I tried my best to search for whoever in the car.
"Mom!? Dad!?" I said hardly audible.
A shining metal caught my eyes . Reaching for it I realized it was my mother's ring on her hand. I pulled her hand , trying to pull her out the car. I managed to pull out only her upper body. Her lower body seemed to be completely stuck. I reached for her face , hoping for a sign of life. She seemed to be bleeding from her forehead. She had cuts all over her face and her hand had a deep cut. She had blood all over her . It was hard to locate the source of all the blood. I tried waking her up by slightly slapping her face but I got no response. She wasn't breathing. I shakingly reached for her neck as tears cascaded down my face. I checked for her pulse but got nothing. Panick overcame me and I checked her hand for her pulse but nothing! I felt intense pain in my heart as realisation attacked me. She's no more.

"Angela!" I heard a husky voice say.
"Dad is that you?" I said as a bit of relief came through.
I rushed towards the voice and I realized it was inside the car. I searched through for any sign of my dad. His leather jacket grabbed my attention and I pulled at it. I managed to pull him out and lay him on the grass. He had blood all over his shirt. When I couldn't find the source of it I started checking his whole body for a cut. He had a deep cut in his stomach. He probably got it from a metal in when the car rolled over. I wonder how I didn't get a cut. Then it hits me! My mom blanketed me the whole time. More tears fall down my face as the pain in my heart becomes acute.

I try apply pressure to the wound. I wish I had more experience in this. It hurts me that as a medical student I don't know how to help my dad. I tear the sleeve of my shirt and press it down his wound.
"A..ngie..." My dad says in a husky voice. He has blood coming out his mouth. My dream! I feel all air exit my body as fear engulfs me. What does this mean? Is my worst nightmare coming true?
"I need you to do something for me. " He continues bringing me back to the now.
" Anything daddy." I whisper as I struggle to find my voice.
"You need to go find help okay? You need to get out of here. " He mutters , struggling to speak. I can tell he's in pain.
" But daddy I can't leave you here..."
"You can and you will!" He orders ." You are going to run as fast as you can and save yourself okay? "
"What about you ?" I ask as tears uncontrollably run down my cheeks.
"Help is coming for me baby but you have to go. Dangerous people are after you and they can't find you here. You need find a safe place and hide. Take this..." He says reaching for his pants' front pocket and hands me a piece of paper.
" Find that address and you will find the truth."
He takes off his jacket groaning in pain. He hands it to me.
" But daddy you need it more."
" No, you do." He says with a weak smile.
" Don't trust anyone okay? Don't forget what I taught you. Fight to stay alive Angie. Do that for me okay? And remember I love you." He whispers and I can see life leaving his body with every second.
"I love you too daddy."
"Now run!"
"Run!" He says when he sees me hesitate. I kiss his cheek and went on to kiss my mom's cold forehead. Something deep in my heart was telling me this might be the  last time I see them. Putting on  dad's jacket I ran as fast as I could into the deserted field . I numbed the bodily pain as I tried to run through the long grass. It was starting to dawn and I could finally see where I am. I barely had energy left and as I ran a second longer , I could feel myself getting weaker. I saw I was approaching a road. My vision was almost completely blurred but I was still walking towards the road which I thought I saw. My hearing was almost impaired as I could only hear a pinging sound. A figure was right in front of me but I couldn't make out exactly who or what it was.
"Pl... Ple..ase H..hel..." I couldn't breathe no more and then it was lights out.

PRESENT TIME...

Fear engulfed me. What if the people my dad were talking about brought me here? What happened to my parents? I need to get out of here!

Moving was the most painful experience but I knew I had to get out of this place. I used all my being to try get out of this bed. A lady in a nurse outfit came rushing in towards me.
" Mam please stay in bed." She pleaded trying to put me in bed. I was not having it. I need to fight my way out.
" Leave me alone! " I shouted trying to fight against her. It didn't matter that she was in a nurse uniform. I can't trust her.
"Doctor! Somebody help!" She shouted . I'm the one who's supposed to call for help.
A middle aged man in a doctor's coat came in with two men in all black. The two men held me down as I screamed at the top of my lungs fighting to get out of their hold . I felt a pinching pain on my right hand and I knew I had just been injected.
"No Please stop! What did you inject me with?" I cried out. My vision blurred and my eyes got heavy.
"Please..." I pleaded but just then it was lights out.

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