The Black Crow

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The Black Crow
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10

Three days have passed since Jasmin got sick and I'm so fucking worried. My mind can't be at ease at all. I got all weird feelings and I got bad dreams. I still feels like she was suffering because of me.

It is my fault, it is my fault she got rained and got cold.

Sweating and breathing heavily. I softly scraped my eyes with my knuckles and turned on my phone, my eyes were barely opening because of the strong and direct light coming from the screen and the effect of drama earlier that night. One: Twenty-three A.M, flashed on my sight. It's middle of the night I thought. I turned-it off  and let out a big sigh.

I just had a nightmare and it was all about Jasmin again. I held up my phone again, tapped on my contacts and scrolled down on Jasmin's. I was about to hit the call button when suddenly the screen change into 'calling.' I sat properly on my bed and rest my back on the head rest, I was startled by its loud ring. I looked at the caller and by coincidence It's a call from her mother. I tapped the answer button and held it up on my ear, before I could say 'hello' or anything--"Mike, I was afraid to say," I held up my breathe as she paused for a moment. Her rugged, broken voice brought strange tingles on my nape, "She just passed away...my baby...uu..ug....ug..." She couldn't speak no more only sobs and squeaking sounds can be heard. I held down my phone away from my ears, away from her sobbing sounds-- I put my hand over my chest as it congested. I kept repeating what I just heard, I strongly pinched my thigh if I can feel pain, If I'm really awake and yes, it hurts. I did it a couple of times trying to wake myself up. I was stopped suddenly when I felt warm tears flowing down over my cheeks. I shook my head. I cannot just believe from what I just heard. I told myself. But it is her mother!

No! that cannot happen! Never! I need to see her personally.

I jumped off the bed, put on a hooded jacket, wore my long jeans and ran-off.

When I reached the hospital, I went straight to the Emergency Room. I saw Jasmin's mother crying over a man's shoulder whom I recognized to be Jasmin's big brother. I felt numb. My throat felt dry. I walked toward them, controlling myself not to fall from my buckling legs. My heart is ripping apart.

"Whe...whe....re...is...she?"

I can't speak. My eyes will break into tears if I speak. No one is speaking. I proceeded to the bed next to them. I saw a body covered in white cloth. I strolled, shaking, trembling, swallowing... I'm blinking many times to stop the heaviness in my eyes.

"AHHH!!!!"

I woke up from my trembling state when a sudden scream interrupted the tiny wipping sounds coming from both Jasmin's mother and brother. The scream brought me to such realization that this is reality.

I saw Janeth screaming as she run across the E.R. across me then to the bed. Followed by Carol. They're crying tremendously with creepy sounds. They're crying like where in a horror movie. The sound of agonizing cries from the funeral. I stood-- frozen. My mind went blank. I kept shaking my head. This is a bad dream! This is a dream! I felt a thud in my shoulder, I turned to look and saw Matt crying...

"No...no this isn't true...." I finally found my voice. "Oh lord! This isn't true..." I kept pushing back the tears coming out from my eyes..."Matt wake me!" I turned to Matt. "Matt!" I felt a smacked on my face as I slumped on the floor. I felt a blood on my broken lips.

"No...no...no!!!!" I yelled. "No...no...no.." This isn't happening! She can't die!" I said to myself as I stumbled to stand up from the floor, I moved like a drunkard. I turned around to go home but my eyes caught the body lying on the bed as Matt exposed the cover. "Oh my god!" I felt my face drained from blood. My heart felt stopped beating. Stream of tears flowed down from eyes to my cheeks.