Fluid

Chapter 9

Later that day

I thought it was over...

I awoke on the table to some one cleaning my wounds. I hissed in pain as she put on an anti bacterial cream. I turned my head to the side while my eyes readjusted to the world. I looked toward the door and thought I saw something. I whispered, "It isn't over, I thought it was over..."

I drifted in and out of sleep, for what seemed like eternity. I couldn't recall a dream, just darkness and then light. Laying on the table I wondered, If I died, would the world really care? If I died would there just be a darkness and then I just stop existing? If I lived would life be better? Why is it that I am afraid of living, and yet still terrified of death?

I was rolled out of the hospital in a wheel chair. I tried to stay awake, but I failed to do so. Before I fell into my death like slumber my father had said, "the pain medication will make you drowsy."

Being put on my bed and having the sheets over my body, was a comforting feeling. My father kissed my forehead and left my room. I was left alone with no one other than my thoughts. My stomach dropped as I realized the worst has just begun. If they were willing to do this, they will certainly kill Krys or me.

*sorry for the short chapter.