Playing with fire

Chapter four.

The cold tears of the shower covered my body, the mix of the warmth on my body and the titanic cold water drowning my skin was unbearable. It was presently the next day that lead from yesterday the nightmare that has scared me for the rest of my life. Matt has comfort me throughout the ending of the experience, never leading my side but now, I was made to get in the shower and head to school. We both know it's for the best, I need it for my degree for collage.

Washing my hair with my favourite scanted mango shampoo, my back suddenly was burning like yesterday's burn. Crawling at my back, my nails dinged deeper in my skin while my mouth screamed in pain. Dropping to the ground of the shower, I painfully made my way to my mirror to look at the burn that was causing me to cry in pain.

My naked body now facing the mirror, my nails still digging into my back. I turned to look at the unknown burning that is on my back, my eyes widen when I saw it was the same symbol from last week. It was now in a deep red burn that was now turning black with every moment I looked at the symbol.

The pain didn't stop once while I looked at the symbol but I didn't consecrate at the pain, I was more on the symbol.

Thumps from the door changed my actions, Matts yell for me began while I still zoned out. The thumps were getting louder and the pain was now bearable, I hurried over to get my towel. Wrapping the towel around me hurrying to the door.

Quickly opening the door, my eyes began to get heavy. The screams of Matt were dancing around me and with everything. I hit the floor from my unhedged balancing, my eyes now in a black.

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I woke up standing, there was a woman crying in pain on a hospital bed, a man holding her hand tightly kissing her forehead. Doctors rushed in and out expressing on their faces with fear, the doors were pushed open as two body guards stormed in and took both of the man's arms that was earlier kissing the woman's head.

The man kicking around, screaming, tears forming into eyes but both of the body guards didn't take this as a problem. Doctors now injecting needles in both of her arms and thighs, making the woman thumb and limp. Her lifeless body now spread all along the bed, doctors now took the chance to cover her mouth with a breathing support machine while they turned off all the lights but one for support. Grabbing hospital knifes, cutting her full stomach.

Blood spread everywhere, the woman now woke up screaming from the pain. Her feet kicking all directions, trying to stop the pain that she was dealing with. Four doctors took each limb, the doctor that cut her stomach earlier starting doing the same progress he started again. Blood was now covered each doctor and the woman stopped moving.

All four doctors stopped holding her, fears still covered their face but turned into a face of terrier. The other doctor was now using both of he's hands, opening the cuts, deeply digging he's hands into the woman's stomach.

He's reaction changed while he pulled out a crying baby. Everyone was still in fear looking at the newborn baby while the doctor picked the baby up by the throat and started walking towards the window. Opening the window with his free hand, he stepped closer to the window having the baby crying while it was hanging in mid-air. Without a heartbeat, the doctor dropped the baby while everyone looked in relief.

My stomach dropped, everyone started to clap for him. I began screaming at him, storming towards him and with every bit of power I had in my fist. I punched him in the face, only to go through him. He acted like nothing ever happened, he didn't feel me nor see me. Explains why they didn't kick me out of the room earlier.

I stood there in shock, not knowing what to do. I was invisible, I felt hopeless. I couldn't do anything for that new born, I can't get over how they all clapped for him. It's disgusting!