Eunomia

Chapter 70 "Get the hell away from here"

~Bryony~

Jason,

I couldn't stop thinking about him to an extreme I knew it wasn't my doing, I remembered everything, all the memories from what we used to be hit me in the most painful way, all the beauty of what we had turned into a pain that burnt me and made me what to rip my heart off my chest for it to stop. If the good memories hurt then you can't imagine how badly the memories from that night tried to end with me.

I... I couldn't held myself back any longer so I ran, as far as I could with the memories still sneaking into my mind.

December 11th, 3:36 a.m.

I left the bathroom with that silly smile drew on my lips. I found weird that there were still some lights on in the laboratory, it seemed like there were still people working at these hours.

A loud alarm startled me, the white lights that were on turned red and flashing. I didn't have time to try to reach Jason because the lights in the hallway I was walking through exploded and suddenly something hit me, an explosion maybe, I only knew that it should have killed me but it didn't.

And there I was, writhing in pain, dying, experiencing the most painful and horrible pain in the universe, I felt my skin melt, my organs liquefy, my blood boiled and my eyes wanted to come out of my sockets. 

All I wanted to do was scream, so I did it, scream as loud as my lungs allowed me, that someone helped me, that someone saved me. 

At least for the first few what? 2 minutes? 5? Then the pain became too unbearable so I began to beg for someone to kill me, I no longer cared how, I just needed it to stop.
 
Among all that pain and suffering the only thing that crossed my mind was him, Jason. Was he okay? And most importantly, was he suffering as much as I was?  I prayed inside that it wasn't like that, I couldn't put up with the fact that the man I loved was dying as I was. 

God it was so horrible, if I had had a gun I wouldn't have hesitated to pull the trigger against myself. In fact I tried, I tried to get to a piece of glass that had come off one of the windows due to the explosion, but I couldn't, I was busy writhing in pain on the floor of that grimy laboratory.

The pain didn't stopped, but some time later I started to feel like there wasn't laid on the floor anymore, I didn't know if I was hallucinating but I swear I was levitating. The pain suddenly stopped for some seconds, but I calmed down too soon because the last thing I remember is feeling as if someone had stabbed me with that pain from the back.

I couldn't stop running or remembering, I thought I felt again my heart getting burnt and I wanted to stop moving but I couldn't, the memories kept coming to my mind and I could just try to escape from them.

December 14th, 8:41 a.m.

I woke up in a strange place, that wasn't my room, the room I was in was depressing, the lack of color and decoration tried to swallow you. I felt so dizzy that it took me some time to figure out that I was in a hospital.

A couple of nurses entered my room, they talked but I didn't listen, until they told me that the ultrasounds showed that I was dead inside.

It's a miracle that you are alive, they said. But unfortunately dead women can't bring life.

I was 16 years old, I didn't planned to become a mother at that age but I felt the urge to be with him, Jason. I needed my boyfriend to hug me and comfort me so I started asking for him... Nobody told me anything.