Something More

Passion

Good Friday Midnight

Christian Anthony's POV:

"Huh? Wha-what are you doing?!?! Please don't hurt me!!! Please! No..no...no...NOOOO!!!!!"

I was waken up by a loud scream in the room. I sat up...and looked towards Imee's bed to check if she's sleeping soundly...I even tried to wake her up...

"Imee, wake up."

But she didn't respond to my call...that's when I started to worry about her...

"Imee...Imee...Imee!!! Please wake up! Please don't tell me...WHAAAA!!!!"

And as I was starting to think that Imee..has just died, suddenly...her entire body starts to shake violently! She's being convulsed! She's being convulsed!

"IMEE!!!" In panic, I pushed the emergency button on her bedside. The doctors install that button just in case something's wrong with her...just like what is happening right now!

"IMEE! PLEASE...DON'T GO!!!" Her body doesn't stop from shaking violently, so I hold her to prevent her from falling...and being disconnected from her ventilator. I don't care if she hits me...I just won't let Imee die!

"Stand back!" The door flung open, and the doctors quickly entered the room...seeing this awful situation. Already knowing her condition, they took out a vaccine and quickly injected unto Imee's arm. Within moments, the unconscious Imee begins to calm down...for the doctors have just injected a tranquilizer.

Within hours, Imee's room quickly transforms into a hospital room...as machines and medicines are taking in. Catherine, Father Jean and the nuns rushed towards the room to know the situation.

Catherine's POV:

"Doc, what's her condition?" I quickly asked the doctor in charge.

"Ms. Villaflor suffered a stroke this morning and right now, she's in a coma." The doctor tells his assessment. "We don't know yet whether she would recover or not."

This news devastated me...I mean, I just meet her for more than a month and...she will be taken away from us?!?! Why...why the world is so unfair?!?!

I walked into her room...I helplessly watches the doctors attending my suffering friend...as she's now fighting for her life! Tears fell from my eyes...I will lost my friend...a friend that helped me to know the love of God...she's so important to me! No...no...no!!! I won't accept this! Huh?

"Catherine, why don't you go to the church with me?" Though he also has tears in his eyes, Anthony smiles and invited me.

"Ye-yes...sniff...thank you..."

Christian Anthony's POV:

I braved the grief that I am having right now...as I'm about to approach God for answers...

"Umm...Anthony, why did you have some blood on your shirt?" Catherine notices the stains that painted my T-shirt.

"Well...when Imee was convulsing, her hands shakes with it...splattering blood from her wounds unto it." I explained.

"Oh...I see."

We sat down at the front pew...where Imee and I sat together when I took her out for the first time...I stared at the platform where the monstrance of the transformed host stands...now covered with a violet cloth...

"You know what...even it happened again...she still worries me."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Catherine was curious about my thoughts and asked me.

"This is the third time that Imee nearly died because of her paralysis...her heart stopped beating twice...and now she's in a coma. I still don't understand...why she needs to suffer so much...even though she had done a pretty good job in fulfilling the mission that God has given to her..."

"...sigh...if I was a saint, I could answer that..." Catherine replies. "I started to believe God ever since Imee helped me...I was amazed that she has done miracles...and make the whole town believe in her...and now, she's fighting for her life! What's wrong with this world?!"

We then take a deep sigh...as we continued to stare towards the monstrance...and silently, Catherine stands up and starts to walk away...

"Umm..Anthony, I will just check on Imee, okay?"

"Yes, certainly."

Catherine left me alone in the pew...as I still wonder about what is happening to her right now. There was no signs that lead her to suffer convulsion...and stroke this morning. She was so healthy and happy when she leads in the Stations of the Cross in the past few days, she even sings with her beautiful voice during last night's Maundy Thursday Mass...sigh...

As I continue to wonder...I slowly began to become drowsy...and eventually fall asleep in the pew...

The next thing that I knew...I was standing into nothingness...it's all white everywhere I see. Perhaps, I'm in a dream...but I wonder what it will be...

"Anthony..." Then, I heard a familiar voice from behind. I turned around...and saw Imee...standing and healthy...and she is smiling towards me...

"IMEE!!!" I run towards her and hugged her very tightly. "Imee, you've always worry me! Please...please don't leave us!"

"But...I really won't leave you, remember? Hehehe!" Imee giggles as she assures me.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" I let myself go of her...and looked into her eyes. "I mean you convulsed this morning and now you're in a coma!"

"No. God simply called me." Imee replies. "He wanted to share the passion of His son with me...this is part of my mission...if I want to help in bringing to Good News to our people, I need to sacrifice the same way as the Lord."

"Don't worry...even I did convulsed and in a coma...even my heart stops beating again...I will tell you...as God tells me...I will come back...I will return...as my mission is far from over. But, there's one thing I ask from you..."

"Hmm? What is it, Imee?" I inquired her.

"Please tell Father Jean, Catherine, the nuns...and everybody who believes in God and in me...to recite the rosary. I assure of you...by the day where God is resting...He will give all of you a majestic reward."

"Yes, I understand." Then I hold Imee's hand. "Please...promise me that you will come back."

"Of course, my love...I promise."

As Imee kissed me on the forehead...I began to return to my senses and wake up on the front pew...I was sleeping for a couple of hours. But right now, I need to stand up and tell everybody...what Imee has instructed me!