A Whisper

Chapter 16

We arrived back at the house and Mason's car was in my drive way. He told me that he would be checking up on me so I wasn't surprised. Alonso dropped me off first. I proceeded to walk to my door, and trying not to trip. I could barely see a foot in front of my face. Someone out of the deep dark silence that went along with what I saw whispered, "Come back to me." In a second I was on the ground fighting an attack. Ironically, I fell into a dark sleep and couldn't see, which wasn't different from when I was stumbling in the direction of which I thought was my house. This attack was very vivid, I could sense all of my surroundings, yet I wasn't at my house; I was at the hospital. The room was white and cold. Footsteps made my heart rate spike with anxiety of who would come in. I heard whispering in the corner, "Where have you been?" "Why haven't you acknowledged me?" "You have left me." They were all different voices that came from the same location, and talking quickly. I don't know who the voices were or why they thought I had left them. The light entered the room and I was blinded. No more, this is too much. This isn't real. Even breathes, Serenity. Calm down, your thoughts do not control you, sweetheart. Sweetheart? Mason is telling me what to do. I blink to see my prince. "Serenity, are you okay?" He asked. "No." I answered. It was true. Something felt wrong. Those whispering voices reminded me of someone, someone so familiar, and I don't know who. My body was dead, I know this feeling. I am shutting down and I can't move. "Who are you?!" I scream into the void. I'm back in the hospital. "I am the one who loves you." This voice whispers. "How do you me?" I ask. "I have been there since the beginning." It could be anyone. This voice is being very vague. "I demand to know you." I scream. "You already know me, Serenity." The voice whispered. My lungs collapsed. My heart ceased to beat. This is my time. I am gone. Goodbye Mason. "Baby, don't do this. You can fight. It's not over. Stop thinking. Start breathing." My mom said to my dying body. Let's do this body, live for Mason and Mom, and the people who love you. Each breath I take I think of a person who wants me to fight, after all, that's why I'm not dead yet. One breath "Mason," two breaths "Sabrina," three "mom and dad", four "Ann", five "Alonso." One deep breath and I wake up. Gasps fill the room and I cough. "She's alive." I am only alive, because life seems to be worth living. "Where's Mason?" The first words I speak. "Honey, he isn't here." My mom says in response. "Mom, where is Mason?" I sob. "Sweetie, he left for Paris for three months."