Chapter 29- Fallen Angel

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Bendy's POV:

I kept yelling her name while shaking her, hoping her heart would somehow start beating again. Charley was still crying, though he was trying to hide it. As much as I hated the nurses here, I knew they were my only hope.

I called out for them. Moments later two nurses rushed into the room. A crowd had also formed outside the door. Barley and Boris were standing there, watching with worry.

One of the nurses inspected Alice. After realizing her pulse was gone, he instructed the other nurse to call an ambulance.

The whole scene was hectic. I had begun to cry. Charley was still sobbing. Nurses were trying CPR and doing everything they could. Confused patients were asking what happened. Boris and Barley seemed terrified.

Finally, by the grace of God, Alice's heart began to beat again. We all knew she wasn't okay though. She was deathly ill. As much as I wanted to hug her I couldn't. The nurses were telling everyone to stay away in case the sickness was contagious.

An ambulance soon arrived. Two paramedics ran into the room with a stretcher. One checked her heart rate, another put an oxygen mask over her mouth and nose to control her breathing.

Things like this never really scared me. I watch it all the time on the news or in my neighborhood. This time, however, I was horrified. Of course I was. She was my friend. I cared about her.

She was quickly lifted onto the stretcher as they carefully escorted her out. A crowd followed them. It was frustrating. Due to the mass of people, I couldn't see her.

Other nurses soon the crowd and told everyone to return to normal activities.

How could I go back to normal when Alice was fighting for her life?

The playroom was filled with excited, anxious, and worried voices.

"Hasn't been action like that for a long time!" some would say. "I hope she's okay." Others would say as well.

I was still in tears. I hated crying in front of people, but I couldn't help myself. I needed some time alone.

I headed down the hall and into my room. Charley was gone. I assumed he went to hide or something. I didn't bother to close the door as I sat on the edge of my bed. My knees were propped up to my chin as I buried my face in my lap.

I don't even remember the last time I cried this hard.

Alice was such a kind soul who deserved better. It's devastating to think that she could die this way. Out of all she's been through and survived, she dies from illness. How depressing.

Despite my loud sobbing, I heard someone walk in. I didn't lift my head. I didn't care who it was at the moment.

Whoever it was then sat next to me, though I still didn't check. Couldn't they tell I was upset? Why wouldn't they leave?

"You okay?" I heard them ask quietly. I quickly recognized the voice to be Barley's.

Great. What the hell did he want? I was clearly not in the mood to talk to him. If this was some cheap way to apologize, it wasn't going to work.

"What do you want?!" I snapped, my voice shaky and my head lowered.

"I wanted to see if you were alright.".

"Why the hell would you care? You're probably just trying be forgiven.".

"Not at all.".

"Yeah, sure. I TOTALLY believe that.".

He was silent, and so was I. It wasn't that awkward though. It was more calming or relaxed. I still had my guard up. I didn't trust him.

He then put a hand on my shoulder. Ugh, why couldn't he just go away?

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