Shivers

10 Years Later

10 years later... 

I couldn't help but scream in agony and laugh in joy as I was handed a bloody bundle. A bloody bundle of the baby girl that I had just delivered - I was going to name her Rosella. Oh, what a perfect family we would be: me, Ryan and Rosella. 

Her beautiful blue eyes adorned on her plump, pale skin gazed up at me and her nose creased as she began to smile and gurgle in enjoyment of being in this new world. I couldn't help but laugh with her and Ryan couldn't contain his emotions and began crying tears of joy. 

We had gotten married 4 years earlier and had been trying for a baby ever since but had never had the luck. He had saved my life and yet, he couldn't give out more. That was the sad part; nobody had expected my pregnancy, including myself. We were overjoyed with the news. 

But, as things go, I wasn't in a fit state to hold onto Rosella any longer and so she had to be taken away from us and put into the incubator awaiting our little princess' arrival. She gurgled again. 

A figure stood, patiently watching and I could help felling like I had seen them before. They wore all black, and their face was covered too. That day, at the graveyard. That was them. Recognition was short lived when a searing pain flew up to my chest and the doctors rushed to see what had gone wrong. My heart was failing - it had been under too much strain in the birth. They were loosing me. I was loosing them...

David held my hand whilst Penelope stood by and kept an eye on Ryan. Riley calmed me down and hushed my screaming cry. Is this what death felt like? I wasn't sure but slowly, Ryan evaporated along with the hooded figure, the nurses and doctors, my daughter, the machines and then it was just me and all the people who had died for me. 

My time on this world was over. But another one stood to take my place. Rosella.