Stage 1: Denial "0.02%" The number rang in my ears, I felt my head ache. "This isn't real." I told myself. "I am at home with Signe and Paige, t-this has to be a nightmare. I shook my head, looking at the blue screen. "God this is not real." I pinched myself and I felt a pain. "God," I mumbled. "No!" I slammed my fist on the floor, feeling more tears coming from my puffy eyes.
Stage 2: Anger (I am going to say some mean things about Signe but nothing against her) "It's her fault," I heard a voice tell me "She showed me the paper." I said. "That needy bitch!" I screamed, I jumped up and punched a glass monitor. "I knew that fucking bimbo just used me!" I spat at the thought of looking at her again. "That slut." I said, noticing red drops around me. I looked to my left hand and saw pieces of glass i my fingers. "It's all her fault!" I screamed, floating to my supply bag, reaching for the bandages, painfully wrapping my bleeding hands.
Stage 3: Barging I got tape and carefully wrapped my hand, looking at the drops float around me. "What do you want from me?" I asked the silence. The only noise was the constant ringing in my ear, it was comforting. "I'll give you my life? My heart?" I bargined with nothing, knowing that I would go mad. "Just don't let me end like this." I begged. "Please."
Stage 4: Depression "AI, whats my likelihood of survival?" I asked shakily, my body trembling. "0.0%" The voice echoed off the metal walls. "Ha, no hope?" I asked, my voice breaking again. "0.0%" The computer repeated. I floated over to my bag and pulled out a collection of polaroid pictures Signe gave me before the launch. One was a picture of us, a few years ago with her neat hand writing that read, 'Happy 5th Annivarsary.", Another with '2017 Camping Trip'. I smiled at the picture of us from 2 years ago.
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I laughed at myself, the ridiculous green hair and tattoo, I have to accept this and tell Signe.
Stage 5: Acceptance (Wiishu's POV) "Hurry up Paige, the bus is almost here." I called, going back to spreading cheese on rye. I leaned back to check on her and Paige didn't come down the hall. "Paige?" I called as I walked down the hall, I saw her holding a toy space ship making noises. She turned to me and smiled, "Mommy. Look this is daddy, he's flying!" she exclaimed with her blue eyes filled with wonder. I couldn't help but smile and kneel down to her, "You're right P. But your ship is coming to take you to school." She put the toys in the bin and walked with me into the kitchen. "Here's your breakfast." I hummed as I handed her the toast and sausage. "Now go sit and wait by the door, I have to handle some grown up business." I said as I walked into my office, or Sean's old one. I checked my email and saw a new video from Sean. I jumped in my seat and smiled, opening it to full screen. He was somewhere different, he was in a small room. "Signe, if you're watching this." He started, then paused to rub his eyes. "What's happening." I asked myself. He looked up with red eyes, "I'm sorry, I couldn't take care of myself and now I'm here." he took in deep breathes and sobbed. I was still confused and worried. "Tell... Paige I love her, and that daddy loves her dearly." He stood up and walked to a porthole, shaking and crying. "Sean stop!" I yelled as he placed his hand on the door. "Override airlock." I watched his body fling out the capusle and the recording end in static and glass cracking. I stared in shock, covering my mouth, I felt like I was going to be sick and I ran into the bathroom. It's my fault, he's gone. How am I going to tell Paige
I walked downstairs to see Paige tapping her feet. "Mommy! How's daddy doing?" she asked. "He's doing fine." ~Fin
