Chapter 31 - Coma .

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  The last thing I saw before I lose my balance and fall was my bloody filthy  criminal hands .

I didn't know for how long I kept lying on the floor in the midst of my dear's mother broken bones , when I woke up I was sleeping on a bed and the room around me was not familiar . It wasn't one the rooms in Ian's house , it actually was a tent , and it has a bed and a desk inside of it .

As I rolled over exploring the tent I saw a man standing quietly in the far end of the big tent , he was wearing a plain lab coat and his back was turned to me , there was a microscope set up on the dest and other scientific tools .

I had a sharp pain in the back of my head and I moved my hands I realized both of them were bandaged , and I remembered the piece of glass .. I remembered the cruelty of me killing my own mother .

The man standing at the end of the tent was Ian , when he turned to face me I set a cry of desperate fate , my heart was in a total pain .

I started crying like a baby , he put the notebook on his hands on the desk and took his glaces off then rushed to sit at the edge of the bed by my side .

" It's okey .. " he held my hand and I tried to sit myself up but I was too weak .

" Easy .. " Ian smiled at me with sympathy when I could finally manage to sit myself up .

" I killed her Ian .. I killed my mother , I turned her into a mess of broken pieces ! " I talked myself rather than him , I was trying to make myself accept the fact that what I did could maybe be forgivable .

" She was dead allready Emma , you had to defend yourself .. what you did was to her own favor , if you hadn't kill her she would be outside hunting the innoccent people down . " He had a point , yet at that point there was nothing in the world could ease the blame inside of me .

" Where are we ? " I casted my thoughts away from my melancholy memories .

" No where's safe Em . " There was a dead serious thing about Ian's tone and I could sense that something horrible did happen .

" Ian .. what happened ? " I felt a sudden urge to cry my emotions out , I was worried about Grey and I did not want to think that something bad might had happened to him .

" You've been in  coma for five days . "

I couldn't believe that I actually been out of my consiousness for five long days .

" The Refugees's Guard had been under attack .. " my heart sank at the hearing of those words and I forgot all about my pain , as if the world stopped to give me time  to breath I kept quiet still . I couldnt spell a word out , and I was one small step away from an emotional break down.

" Grey .. ? " The effort I made to say this word made my whole body feel so weak .

" No one knows .. " all what had left was ashes , everything we worked on for the last two months is gone .. poof , all of the hope we had sent into their spirit had been burnt down with their bodies . " Ian casted his eyes away hiding his tears away from me .

I could hear my heart beat to ease down until I felt it to stop beating .. never had I ever went through that much of trouble and misery , my twin brother was the only one left .. and now he too was gone !

" Why ! " I cried in desperation setting my eyes on the roof of the tent as if I was talking to who ever was behind all this mess .

" God no please ! " Praying was the only thing left for us in the midst of our damned journey .

Ian ran out of words , I wanted him to lie to me and tell me that everything will be okey yet he too was lost in his own misery , Ailith and Ashley had been at the Refugees's Guard .. both his sister and my brother were lost and the thought of us not knowing if they were still alive or dead was crushing us both from the inside out .

We had no place left to hide , no one left to love and no hope left to hold on to .. we just lived our last moment waiting for the inevitable , we all were going to die .

" Can you stand up ? " He asked wiping his tears away . He took the serum needle out of my arm , I felt a sharp pain invading my arm at the act .

I felt dizzy but I forced myself to stand up , standing up on my feet felt funny and I felt that I was standing on them for the first time , after all I had been sleeping for the last five days .

Stepping out of the tent my eyes met the bright light of the midday sun and the fresh breezes revived my lungs , there was another tent beside the one we'd been in , and from not far beyond I could sea the ocean's waves shining under the sunrays .

" What happened to them Ian ? . " I couldn't help but awaken his pain  , I thought of all those innoccent people working on a hope they held on to , who had killed them ! Why and how ? All these questions filled my head with irresistable urge to know .


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