Blaze

Good or Bad News?

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It felt like she was sucked into some kind of smokey fog, kind of like a trance. However much she tried to blink, her eyes it felt like someone or something had taped her eyes shut. It was a long struggle before she heard footsteps around her and voices. And at last she felt her fingers move before she was free.

The light in the ceiling blurred as if it were the sun smudged with yellow crayon. Shutting her eyes to clear her eyesight she opened them again before slowly sitting up. She was confused about where she was at first before she saw all the patients around her. The dizziness she'd felt earlier spun inside her head attacking her with an immediate headache before she realized that she felt sore all over.

What had happened?

Holding her head to steady herself she climbed off the bed and looked around once more. Starting toward the service desk she waited for the nurse to put down the phone she was talking into. The call lasted for about two longer minutes and Namjoo wondered why there weren't more nurses around. She really wanted to get out of there.

"Yes, how may I help you?" The nurse asked after finally putting the phone down.

"Oh...I...why am I here? Is something wrong with me?"

"Your name?"

"Kim Namjoo."

Namjoo couldn't help, but lean over the counter to see what the nurse was looking for after deeply nodding.

"Ahh..." she sounded before handing her a piece of paper, "the doctor wants you to come back here in a week."

She felt the ball of confusion explode inside her, "W...why?"

The nurse smiled sweetly, "You're two to three weeks pregnant. He's prescribed you some vitamins on this sheet and to rest a lot; make sure you take those daily. Your body's fatigued, you shouldn't be so hard on yourself. It's going to cause stress for the baby."

The explosion inside her turned into molten lava deafening her ears for a split second, "Excuse me?" Namjoo shook her head in denial and laughed, "No. I think you have the wrong person. That can't be me."

"No," the nurse shook her head, "you're the only Kim Namjoo here."

The nurse slid the paper toward her, "Congratulations by the way."

Namjoo still shook her head as the world stilled around her, but her eyes ran over the paper sitting on the counter. She couldn't move.

This wasn't right.

This couldn't be happening.

This person wasn't her.

It couldn't be her.

"Um...excuse me," a voice behind her interrupted her train of thoughts. "May I get through?"

Grabbing the sheet she strutted toward the door quickly with her heart ramming against her chest so hard she thought she might drop dead again. Her insides quivered and her blood ran cold.

This...this person wasn't her...

The automatic doors opened in front of her, but she didn't move a step forward. Nurses and doctors walked by busily, but her eyes glued themselves to the sheet of paper with a description of the vitamins prescribed to her along with a record of her pregnancy.

She could feel her intestines ripping themselves apart; shredding every bit of her to nothing.

"Miss, you shouldn't stand here," a voice broke into her head.

Without turning she robotically stepped out into the hallway before she heard someone shout her name. Lifting her head up automatically she saw Suho hurrying toward her. Her heart immediately thrust against her chest heavily again. Immediately folding the paper up she stuck it into her back pocket.