Within Reach

~Part 3~

A/N

Hi there everyone!
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How are you all going?
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I must apologise for this 3rd chapter being very short!
It was much longer, but I chopped it in half for affect and made the second bit the 4th part!
Which hopefully won't be too far away!

So, I'm very sorry everyone!!

A massive 'thank you' to the people who have read this story, I appreciate it so much! I really hope you like it and will continue to read it as it gets deeper into the main idea of the story!!

Let's just wait and see!!!

(Just remember I am the WORST speller, but hopefully my mums insisted proof reading fixed everything! ~sorry in advance!)

Thanks again everyone! Please enjoy and feel free to leave a comment, feedback, questions and any ideas you come up with! Because everything leads to inspiration! And I'd love to hear from you! Ok, I'll stop blabbing now!! Here you go, 'within reach' part 3!!!

ありがとう！！ ( A-ri-ga-to-u ) ((~thank you))

~Littlefuzzypeach
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~Part 3~
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Small cracks of light flew past my eye lids that were barely open, blinding me enough to squint them closed.

I was moving, fast. Like running, but my body was still.
The stained light that leaked my pupils dispersed, dwindling in weird shapes before erasing them selves completely. Carefully I opened them slighter more, revealing a roof of pure white. It flew past quick, leaving before I could focus on one bit.

The pain returned slightly, as I moved urgently over door frames and ragged cracks. Gasps escaped my mouth as I tried desperately to reach for air. But my lungs disobeyed and refused to fill. Like a sponge that wouldn't absorb anymore water. They'd reached their limit.
They felt broken, and tapered.
Like they were only bandaged, trying to be fixed.
In the process of being repaired.
Like a paper bag, I knew if I tried to inhale more breath than I should, I would surely puncture them.
Stretching my mouth painfully wide, opening it in attempt to allow more air to pass through, only then did I realise the oxygen mask strapped tightly over my mouth, inclosing my nose.
I reached for it, hand shaking, wanting air not artificial oxygen. But the blood that covered it, red and pure, stopped me in my tracks. Clumps of what must have been broken bones that stuck out from the skin, clogged between my fingers.

The horror struck, chocking me harder than suffocation.

I screamed, twisting as much as I could.
Abruptly, the scene became identifiable.
Hospital.
I wasn't running, the nurses pushing me and trying to keep me alive were.
From behind, where they wheeled me harshly on my death bed. Not a real comfortable one to pass on, if I'm honest.
Instantly a nurse with dark skin and gold blonde hair, tried to stop me from sitting up, trying desperately to keep beside me as she yelled,

"MORPHINE!!! SHE NEEDS MORE!! HURRY, SHES WAKING UP!"

We continued to speed, passing other patients and mothers with hands over their children's eyes, desperate for my heart to survive as it fumbled and only beat occasionally, loud on the machine strapped to the bars of my mattress.
Crisp Hospital sheets covered me from chest down, covering my flesh from view. But I could easily see what it was attempting to hide. Because nothing could stop the Crimson liquid from surfacing, leaking into the bright white, soaking the material with a substance that would stain. My vision fuzzed by the site of my inside blood as my head throbbed, muting out any noise of screaming nurses and doctors calm directions. Everything blurred, sending my body into immediate shock.
But I could feel every tough hand that landed on my metal bars, steering me in the appropriate direction, running faster than their feet would allow them. Not for their own lives, but for mine. Me. Myself. I. I was the one in need of survival. Because there was no mutated animal chasing them, no life threatening gun man, no sword carrying assassin, making these nurses run rapidly down the hall ways. I was the reason, the one who was losing her soul to every drop of blood that spilt out from her shattered flesh. I was the one in need of death.

Once again.

I could feel the thudding of many feet by my side, as they vibrated through the floor. My everything ached. Purely Being alive did.

Blinding pain.

The loud beep of my unsteady heart rang loud in my ears, causing a rhythm to the way we moved. I blinked, tears falling constantly, without force or pressure. There to make company with the pain.

New Morphine pumped steadily through what little body I had left, and It numbed me, but not enough. I could feel the broken bones, the splinted cracks...

"STOP!"

I tried desperately to move, ignoring as much pain as I could while I searched for immediate danger. I found it in the fact that I couldn't feel from waist down. A really bad, bad sign. No way to move my legs, twist my feet, scrunch my toes.

Ribs, jaw, arm, fingers. All throbbed to the rhythm of a hospital scene with a dying girl.

A dying me.

Threat.

Suddenly, the moving stopped. Forcing a hold on certain pains. Within seconds, the morphine nurse was by my side, holding a deep spot in my throat. Her thumb dug into the centre of my neck, stopping what little of my airflow there was left. I wanted desperately to yell at her, to plead to her to stop, but the

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

went too quickly, before my eyes lolled slowly to the back of my head, and I was gone again.

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Ta da!
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Again, sorry for the short Chapter!
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I would LOVE to hear from you!

Thank you to everyone who reads 'Within Reach' , it means so much to me!!!!!

I really hope to update more regularly, But hey, let's just see!! He he!!

Until next time! ( ' ▽ ' )ﾉ

Thanks again!!

~Littlefuzzypeach
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