Parallel Lives

Chapter 12: Grief - Sabrina

   (Once again, this is gonna get sad. I hope you guys will enjoy this)! 

   I laid in my hospital bed, with an oxygen mask on my face. The doctors told me that I suffered a heart attack due to all the dust and smoke that I inhaled. I also had broken ribs and a collapsed lung, which should heal. My back was bruised from the concrete and was also a bit burned because of how hot the concrete was. I had scrapes on my arms, hands, and lower cheek, all of which were bandaged. My eyes stung because of debris and many other particles from the buildings getting in my eyes. The nurses had to keep flushing out my eyes to get everything out. I could barely speak. I can barely breathe without the oxygen mask.

   It's morning now. Hard to believe everything happened yesterday. I had a TV in my room, which was turned to a news channel. I found out about the attack at the Pentagon and the plane crash in Pennsylvania. I couldn't believe it. This was war. War on America. But why? Why did this have to happen?

   After watching a little bit of TV, I heard a knock on my door. I looked forward and weakly smiled seeing that it was Jacob. I couldn't talk or greet him properly, so all I could do was smile through my oxygen mask. He gave me a sad look, seeing my condition. I'm guessing the doctor told him about my injuries. I carefully looked at his face and saw that his eyes were bloodshot and red, like if he'd been crying all night. I felt frightened and worried.

   Jacob sat at the foot of my bed. I tried to sit up, but he shook his head, signaling me to stay how I was. He remained silent, looking away from me. I wanted to ask what was wrong, but I could barely speak. He cleared his throat after a moment. "Sabrina, something bad happened. Remember when Dad told you yesterday morning, before everything, that he was running errands?" Jacob asked. I nodded, puzzled. "Well, Dad wasn't running errands. He told Mom where he'd actually be going. He and Angela had to work that day to replace their coworkers who missed out on work." Jacob began explaining. I widened my eyes, despite them stinging and hurting. Dad and Angela worked all the way on the 91st and 81st floors of the North Tower. The building that had been hit first. The building I was in.

   I gazed at Jacob, worry evident in my eyes. He looked at me for a moment, before turning away. "Dad and Angela, they didn't make it. I found their bodies last night in the rubble." Jacob continued. Tears began to well in my eyes. No. It's not true. It can't be. I shook my head slightly, trying to keep myself in denial. "I haven't found Daniel or his unit. I don't want to say it, but they may be dead." Jacob added, with tears in his eyes. I began to cry, not being able to make any noises. "I'm so sorry, Sabrina." Jacob whispered, gazing at me for a final time before leaving the room.

   I can't believe it. Two people who I love are dead because of what happened, and another person that I care about may be dead too. I tried to comprehend the fact that I will never see them again. They're gone forever. Never to exist again. I silently cried, my body jerking as I sobbed. I began to feel pain and discomfort. Similar to what I felt with the heart attack. My heart was beating rapidly as the pain continued. My breathing was slowly leaving me, the oxygen mask not being able to help me. Dizziness plagued me once again.

   Throughout the pain, I noticed the doctor and nurses rushing in. Before I could react, darkness enveloped me.

   (That was depressing as hell. You guys will find out what happened to Sabrina soon. Stay tuned for that. I hope you guys enjoyed! See you soon)!