Murder at the McMasters' Residence

Chapter 17

Streaks of sun sneaked through the blinds waking me from my long slumber. I knew this room too well and I was highly annoyed and slightly disappointed that I was here once again. However, this time I felt really different. This time I felt empty.

The baby.

I slid my arm over my stomach which hurt like hell and had staples. 

Where's my baby?

Terrified and with tears now streaming down my face, I looked frantically around the empty room. The hospital was eerily quiet and something in the air just didn't feel right. I tried to slide off the bed but pain paralysed my body. 

Just then the door slowly swung open. It was Syl's dad.

"What happened to the baby?" I asked, bursting into a quiet sob.

He looked at me with a tight smile. Although I never had the ability to read his face, something about his demeanour told me that something was wrong. 

His energy. 

Something just didn't feel right.

"The baby is fine. He made it," Pierce replied, forcing a smile.

"He? This whole time it was a boy?" I managed to smile, "Syl is gonna be thrilled."

He sighed. "Aria..."

I looked at him skeptically, waiting for him to continue but instead he burst into tears and I just knew the ugly truth. I pushed the thought to the back of my head seeing that I was known for overreacting.

"Sylvester's dead," he said in between sobs, hugging me tightly.

The world stopped. I couldn't tell if this was just a figment of my imagination or if this was reality. 

A chill ran up my spine as the thought of a world without Sylvester invaded my mind. I became so numb. The room started to spinning and all I could see were glimpses of Syl's smiles flashing before me. I could see him just smiling and in his happiest moments while his father hugged me tightly, sobbing uncontrollably on my shoulder.

I sat there in disbelief, just watching the imaginary slideshow before me. I couldn't tell if I was hallucinating. 

But then I saw him.

I saw Syl before me. 

He reached for my hand and I reached for his in return. His glowing figure touched me then faded away before my eyes as he released my hand.

Darkness crept slowly over my eyes and the world as I knew it was over.

Sylvester is gone.