Chapter 4:
All of a sudden something wet hit my cheek and I turned over and looked at the ceiling which was also dripping with blood.
After running downstairs, there was blood everywhere, and on my clothes because I had to swim in it to get to the front door.
I tried to open the front door but all the blood was just too heavy it was holding it back, so I decided to climb out a window, in the living room.
Swimming into the living room I pulled the window open.
I climbed out and ran to the front of the house screaming as blood poured out of all the windows.
"Help us!" I heard my mother and father yell.
"I can't! I can't!" I screamed.
"Somebody help me! PLEASE?!?!?" I yelled.
"Are you alright? What's wrong young lady?" A woman's voice said as a cold hand touched my shoulder.
I turned around breathing heavily and crying uncontrollably.
It was Mrs. Carlton, my next door neighbor.
"There's- too- much- blood. Help them." I said before my face made contact with the wet grass.
"Somebody help, there's something wrong with this girl!" That was the last thing I remember hearing.
My eyes snapped open when I realized where I was, I was in my room.
I started screaming and trying to get up from my bed but a hand pulled me back.
"Hunny, Sweetie it's me, your mother, are you alright?" My mother asked stroking my sweaty forehead.
"There- was blood everywhere, and- and you guys- were stuck." I said crying into my mother's lap.
"Mom, mom there's blood, in the kitchen; the kitchen sink doesn't have water in it, its blood." I cried. "That's why that cup was broken, it was because I was going to drink out of it but I saw blood instead of water."
"Hunny, when I went downstairs and saw the broken cup on the floor water was spilt. It wasn't even that much, so if there really was blood in that cup then I would've seen it. " My mother said.
My father patted my back attempting to comfort me as I cried all over my mother's silky floor length night gown.
"Nadine." I heard a voice say but I just kept crying.
"Nadine, hunny, it was a delusion." My father reassured me.
"That's one of the symptoms we're supposed to look out for." My mother added.
"No, no, it felt so real. It wasn't a delusion, blood was everywhere." I cried.
"Nadine, sweetie do you see any blood now?" My father asked me looking quite concerned.
"No." I answered wiping my tears away and sniffling.
"We are right here aren't we?" My father asked pointing at him and my mother.
I nodded.
"Then it's alright." My mother reassured me.
"Ok." I whispered lying my head back down on my pillow.
"It just felt so real." I said closing my eyes.
My father left the room as my mother spoke and came back with two chairs.
"You should get some sleep sweet heart, you have an appointment tomorrow." My mother reminded me.
"Yeah, I know." I replied. "What are you doing?" I asked curiously.
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Saving the Last Dance For You PG version (Completed)
RomanceAfter being diagnosed with cancer 17 year old Nadine Grace Morgan realizes her dream of being a dancer won't come true because she doesn't have long before she dies from the disease. After that Nadine becomes very depressed. Until one day she meets...
