a different kind of love;chapter4

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Choking. There’s something stuck down my throat and I begin to choke upon it. Opening my eyes to a blacked out rain and a white ceiling, feeling something holding my hand and struggling to release it to pull out the tube that I can feel stuck in my throat but failing to do so. Instead the thing holding my hand awakens and screams my name-at least that’s what I think it is, letting go of my hand. Now finally free my hands first fly up to protect my ears from the scream and then I turn onto my side and try to put out the tube. A nurse suddenly appears at my side and helps me in removing it. Then I roll back and I relax, and look around to see Edward, Tim, Matt and Harrison again at my bed side.

“Hey Lulu. How are you feeling sweetie?” Harrison asks from my side, cradling my hand.

“I’m...good...what...what happened?” my throat kills from having that tube down it for god knows how long.

“You had one of your nightmares again Lu. You went sleep walking and ended up in my room and walked into me on the bed, I took your arms and tried to wake you up but...but you...you kept fighting back and screaming. You...you managed to break free and...and...and lost your balance and fell into my lamp. You wacked your head so hard and there was so much blood...everywhere. I thought I’d lost you!” he starts to cry half way through and ends up hugging me so tight that it hurts but I don’t realise as images of the past flash across the ceiling and memories come flying back.

“The past always has a way of catching up with you Lucie. Don’t ever forget that. My past might come knocking on your door one day baby. I’m so sorry if it does but it’s your destiny darling, you can’t run away from your destiny. Always remember that. My sweetness. Always.” That memory comes from far away and come crashing down upon me. The voice of my dad echo’s in my mind and I forget everything else around me. Why could I remember that and nothing else. Then the images of the creatures of the night and darkness from my dream suddenly become clear. Understanding illuminates my eyes and peace, but also fear sweeps through my body. Like being reawakened, like being reborn-I remember everything! Even my own birth!

Suddenly I stand up and remove the wires and take my clothes. Resisting the calls from behind and the arms and hands pulling me back and walk to the toilets, there I change into my clothes and then walk out of the hospital and start walking to the forest of my nightmares.

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