Amnesia

Chapter Twenty Three - 'thrown to the side'

I didn't want to admit it, but I knew it.

A girl in the year above me came in, she may have need the loo but she got way more than she bargained for. She screamed when she came in so I knew she was there. "Go get help, please." I wailed uncontrollably.
The girl winced at the sight of Maddy's blood and then nodded.

The blood pooled the floor, Maddy was drenched in it and so was I. My dress was crimson. I couldn't stop crying, shock overtook me. I was sat in a lake of Maddy's blood, clenching onto her arm with my hands. There had been no time for toilet roll.

Once she drifted onto the floor I knew I was too late. Which made me grasp her arm more, attempting to preserve some of her blood. I didn't want to admit it, but I knew it; no matter how much blood she had left, it didn't matter.

Teachers rushed in, invaded the silence. I couldn't stop crying. I felt unable to talk. They forcibly tore me apart from her. I would never remember smart Maddy, Maddy who spelt out her name for me when I first met her. All I will remember is limp Maddy, lying on the floor Maddy, Maddy who's hair looked as if it had been dip-dyed magenta... I didn't want to admit it, but I knew it; I would never remember her in the way I wanted to.

The ambulance arrived faster than I thought, everything was becoming a blur. I was thrown to the side. I watched one of closest friends being taken to a vehicle on a stretcher.

I didn't want to admit it, but I knew it; Maddy was gone...