Ambre, Mon Coeur

She deserved it, I guess

TIME-LAPSE: 6 Days

Alizee and Aliane sat at the foot of my bed. Their eyes were red and puffy and it looked like they had cried all the tears out of their body. Alizee hiccuped and then started crying again. Silent, hot tears. Aliane followed in suit. It was like they were empaths, feeling the same at the same time. Aimee was bawling downstairs clinging onto Ezra. Sometimes her screams would stop and then start again. Each one starts deep In her gut and ends with little scratchy sobs. I, on the other hand, was done crying. Even if I felt like it. All of the tears were gone now. I would just be weeping with no tears coming out. Heaving and heaving.

I couldn't remember the last time I had eaten. I was parched but couldn't hold anything down. I hadn't showered in 4 days. It wasn't like me at all. I missed my bubble baths but couldn't bring myself to get my ass out of bed and take a bath.

Aliane was now consoling Alizee her soft delicate hand rubbing comforting circles on her sister's back. They were dressed differently from each other today. Both wore sweats and a hoodie but the colors were different. Dare I even say mismatched. Vomit green and bright turquoise.Not really a suiting match but they pulled it off anyway. The soft padding of feet brought me from my weird thoughts. Aimee came first then Ezra, then Mrs. DeRose who wore a horribly sad look on her face. "Oh, my dear." Her voice was raspy and tired. Her grey hair was tied back. Wispy, delicate hairs fringed her beautifully withered face. "Everything will be alright. It will get better. I promise."

Aimee ran into my arms and buried her face into my neck.

ANAIS

It's so cold. Im in so much pain. What is that beeping noise? I try to sit up but my head hurts so badly. I just lay there.

EZRA

I sat at the kitchen counter waiting for the cinnamon cookies to finish cooling. Aimee sat in my lap her head on my shoulder. This has been her favorite spot ever since she heard of her sister's tragic death. "Ezra...I want the cookies now. Right now please." I could hear the sob start to build in her throat. I sat her on the counter and reached for a cookie. It was cool enough so I handed it to her. And watched her bite hungrily into the cookie as a tear ran down her face. She sobbed loudly and began to cry again cookie crumbs falling in her lap.

ANAIS

"Ms. Dupont? Are you awake?" A shrilly yet kind voice called to me. I opened my eyes even though it hurt my head to open my eyes. "Yes," My voice was croaky and dry. The nurse came over to me with a glass of water and prompted me to sit up. "Here. Drink this. The doctor will be here soon. You were dropped here by the ambulance and the way u looked, we all assumed you were dead. But magically you weren't. Your heart was still going, but very slowly. We are glad to say that you are on track to recovery. Is there anyone that we can call for you?" I suddenly felt hollow and lonely when she asked me that question. Did I have anyone? Would they even care?

I mean it wouldn't hurt to try. At least then I would know exactly how they felt about me. I nodded my head and told her Ambre's number. The first number I had ever memorized. The nurse nodded me went to make the call. I sat back hoping and praying that I would be forgiven. That I would see Ambre's face sooner or even later. But sooner would be very much appreciated.

AMBRE

I was having a cup of tea when my phone began to ring. A number I didn't know. I picked it up anyway. What more did I have to lose? "Ms. Ambre DuPont?" The voice on the other end was a lady. "I am calling from Montefiore Medical Center. We have an Anais DuPont ready to be discharged and this is the number we received, so is there a way for you to come and pick her up? She is still recovering." The woman on the line was a receptionist? And Anais was...Alive? I sat up quickly. Was this a joke?

"Um...Um yes. I can come and get her. I'm coming right now." I was excited I felt it in my bones but I couldn't smile or dance. I just grabbed my keys and purse. Aimee and the rest were with Ezra. I reeved my car and zoomed down the road.

ANAIS

I knew it was only a few minutes that had passed but it felt like forever. Every minute that passed made me realize that maybe Ambre really did hate me and that she would leave me to this hospital who would probably kill me in the end and use my parts for better use. The bandage on my head feels like it is wrapped so tight all the blood is unable to circulate. I go to remove the bandage when I hear a whisper. "French: Anaïs? Tu es toujours là ? Arrête de jouer avec ta tête.// English: Anais? Your still here? Stop playing with your head."

AMBRE

Her face looked terrible. It was all swollen and bruised. Her head was wrapped with a bandage soiled with little blood stains. But she was still my Anais. She was still my sister. And I still loved her. Even after the pain she caused me. The nurse came in and changed Anais's bandages. She was taken out of the hospital robe and dressed in some sweats and a hoodie. She looked so feeble. Defeated. She struggled to look me in my eyes.

"Come on."I whispered to her and grabbed her arm. She held on so tightly as if she would die if she didn't hold on any tighter. She laid her head on my shoulder and sniffled. Her sobbing started when we got into the car. Her Shoulders were slumped and her face was in her hands. "Anais stop the crying. Stop feeling bad for yourself. I forgive you but now you have to face Ezra. I still love you so stop crying." I rubbed her shoulder, reeved the car, and drove away.

HEY BABESSS I LITERALLY KEEP ON PROCRASTINATING AND IM SO SORRY. THANKS FOR READING. VOTE AND COMMENT!!!❤️❤️❤️