The Sapphire and ruby

Not a coincidence

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Poster above, artistic picture of Marcia. Third chapter.
Why was their car crashed?...
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     I dunno why there's a handsome guy in front of my car. He has lustrous black hair, and

dead black eyes. I screamed frantically for Liam to stop the car or he might run the guy

over. I turned to my side to face Marcia.

She wasn't there.

I cried her name severally. It was as if no one could hear me. I wanted to cry. By now, the

handsome guy was slowly looking up from his phone to look at the car speeding at him. I

closed my eyes. Then I heared a swooshing sound. I opened my eyes slowly to find the guy

sitting next to me. He gave me an evil smirk then pulled out a knife and stabbed Liam. I

screamed as the car lost control. He grabbed the wheel and swerved to the right, hitting

another limo I could see Marcia in.

He raised the knife high above my head. For a second, I wondered if the knife would land

On my head, chest, or stomach. Then I let out a loud scream.

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     I opened my eyes, gasping for air.
I refused to look at my surroundings. The dream...
Someone was out to get me. Everything that I loved.

I heared a gasp and then felt my mother's warm palms on mine.
Her eyes were puffy and red with dark circles under them. Her black hair was a mess. Strands were stuck to her face. The rest was pushed back with a very lazy attempt of a ponytail. I glanced around quickly. The walls around me were white. The sheet covering me was white. The loose, ugly gown I was wearing was sky blue. I felt slightly dizzy, but I could feel something on my head. Was it a cap?...

     No time to think. My mom had already called in my dad and grandparents. I groaned when I saw my cousin and aunt walk in as well Janelle. As they asked me questions and sympathized with me, I pretended I was having difficulty speaking. But after they all left, it was just my mom two nurses, and I.
    
"Mom. Where's Marcia?"

"Honey, she's also hurt."

"I want to see her."

"Baby, you can't. You need to stay here and rest." She said with worry lacing her voice.

"I don't need rest. As long as this unnecessarily huge bandage stays on my head and the drip is still getting into my blood stream, I'm good." I faced the nurse. "Right!?"

Mom held my hand.
"She's doing ok. Dear, please. Relax. You'll spend time later with her."

This is stupid. I hate it when I get that shit of resting and giving her Marcia space. I sat up and made to drop my leg off the bed when the nurse stopped me.
I looked at her. The seriousness in my eyes bore through her.

"Get your fucking hands. Fucking off me else you're taking my place on this bed."

     She immediately let me go. I got off the bed and stood straight, adjusting the ugly gown. I held that long pole with bags on it. A bag with blood, and the other with some pure transparent liquid like water. I started walking towards the door, ignoring my mom's calls. I turned and faced her.

"What room?"

"403." She replied grudgingly knowing the futility of arguing with me. I opened the door and walked out. Mom followed me. Holding my hand.

My dad stood up at seeing us. I ignored him and kept walking.

Room 399
400
401
402
403!
    
     I opened the door and my eyes landed on my best friend. Her head was more bandaged than mine and I saw covered stitches on her arm. Her lips were dried and slightly cracked. Her red eyes looked into two pairs of other eyes. Her parent's.

As I walked over to her, she saw me and smiled.
Without wasting time, I hugged her.
She's ok. She's fine.

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Marcia's POV.

     My head ache had subsided and my family had come to see me. Gosh mom is such a worry queen.

My cousin had come to visit me too, but he came with someone else...

A/N: To all my readers, thank you. There has been a complication and my tablet has to leave for a while. Maybe a few weeks.
Or months.
So sorry. But I promise you. As soon as I get my MODEM or the tablet back, I'll set to work. See you!💙💙💙