There was darkness.... thick darkness and no sound whatsoever.
For the first time in what feels like forever I was at peace, I knew then that this was it, it was over.
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But soon after, I began to hear things, muffled voices like people talking ..... lots of people.....and sirens, yes people and sirens.I didn't want to but I began to slowly open my eyes, my vision slowly adjusting to the scenery.
I was outside in an ambulance on a stretcher, how did I get here? What the hell happened? Did I get shot? Did the bastard shot me!?
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There were yellow tapes all around the house, police officers every where and the neighbours was out trying to get a glimpse of whats going on. I laid there taking in everything, looking at everyone working together trying to solve the mystery. I wanted to solve it as well, the last thing I remember was being point at by Mr. Buntly with a gun, I heard it go off but I honestly don't re call anything else. If it wasn't me then who got shot? who did? I looked across the lawn where some crowd had gathered, what or whomever was there was getting quite a lot of attention, I wondered what was happening there... I could barely see from where I was but I was trying my best to, I was determined... I kept staring, trying desperately to see.... trying to look in between the bodies and that's when I saw..... right there covered in blood with a white sheet barely covering his head was Mr. Buntly... dead.
I started hyper ventilating bu--- bu--- I don't understand! Suddenly the man in the van suddenly realized I was awake and saw I was in a state of panic.
Ma'am take it easy.... calm down please.. the man in the ambulance shouted.
I didnt even realize I had sat up!
Rihanna: but I need to know what happened! Whats going on!??!.... I shouted.
In time you will ma'am but we just want to ensure you're OK... you're pregnant correct?... he asked.
Oh my god the baby! I thought....I nod my head.
Good... then if u don't care about yourself then please let's do this quickly for your child, just cooperate and let us take care of the both of you .... he continued.
I sighed and lay back down on the stretcher, I search the crowd that had gathered but I didn't recognize anyone, I wonder who did it? Who shot him and saved my life instead? Was it Ken? But he was out cold, it couldn't have been.....
Who had saved me? What had happened?
As he closed the ambulance door I heard him say:
Where taking you to the hospital, Mrs. Buntly just rest all will be revealed to you after..
I didn't want to sleep but I was completely exhausted....soon after I drifted.
Couple hours later
I saw myself in a beautiful garden, surrounded by lots of fruit trees. I was so hungry and they were fit and ready to eat. I picked a strawberry and ate it .... the juices slid down my mouth, I moaned with pleasure.
Now there's the sound I love to hear.... I heard someone say.
I turn to see Kyle, he looked like an heavenly angel. I was so happy to see him I ran and jumped in his arms, pushing him backwards and we fell to the ground, both of still interlocked as we laugh.
Its OK now squirt.... it's over... you're free.... he said and I smiled and rested my head on his chest as the sun beat down on us.
You're free I heard as the wind whispered softly in my ear.
You're free.
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There was a beeping sound, it was annoying me. I slowly open my eyes once again, there was a doctor there with a clipboard in her hand.
When she saw that I was awake she smiled.Well hello there..... welcome back.... she said smiling.
My throat felt dry.
Rihanna: how long was I sleeping?
A couple of hours.... she respond... by the way I am Dr. Kelly and I am here just checking your vitals and such ..... as far as i see, apart from some bruises and a slight concussion you're fine ... we just need you to rest yourself a bit so you can feel like your old self again.
Rihanna: baby.... I breathed..... still feeling exhausted.
Dr. Kelly: healthy and strong.... I guess she got her fighting skills from her momma... she said smiling..... now there are many persons who are lined up to see you, would you like to see them?
Yes.... yes please.... I respond.
OK but if you start to feel overwhelmed please let us know OK don't over do yourself, no more hero playing for you young Ms. And no business talking either... from what I understand you will have a lot of business decisions to make but none today you hear me!?
Business decisions.....What do you mean? ... I inquired.
She looked at me dumbfounded.... you're Mrs. Buntly correct?
I slowly nod my head, I really need to get rid of that name.
He's dead hun, everything he owns is now yours... no pre nuptials... you are sole beneficiary.... and rightfully so... I mean off the record.... she began to whisper.... from what I heard of all the things you've endured due to that awful man! You deserve every bit.
She said smiling, then she walked away.
I own everything?..... everything!? Oh my God!
I was pondering on this when everyone came in: Ryan and Rishaad, mom, Ken with a bandage on his head, Clarissa and.... and....wait a minute...... Where was Kyle?
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Overcome (editing)
RomanceWhen it rains it pours This story follows the hardship of a young woman who went through hell but survived it. Get pulled into the drama of Rihanna's life and be inspired... Maybe you, in your own situation will also OVERCOME