Chapter Nine

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•Chapter Nine•

I could barely keep my eyes open. His footsteps raced out the room. Blurry images surrounded me.

Am I dead? No I can still feel the pain.

It felt like a bad memory. It was unforgivable and unforgettable. It was hard to breathe. I wanted to die, to be free of pain.

"Jamie." I heard faintly. I nodded, not knowing what was going on.

"Everything's going to be okay. " the voice said.

In the distance, I heard a man scream and a gunshot. The scream slowly died.

A blurry image of a tall, thin man, untied my hands and ankles. I tried to stand up, but my knees buckled and I fell to the ground. The man helped me stand up, giving me support while I walked down the hall.

I couldn't see anything. Darkness filled my vision.

"I can't. " I whispered, falling to the ground.

"Jamie. C'mon. The hospital isn't very far." The man said to me.

I shook my head, knowing that I'm going to die.

The man carried me out the door, and into an ambulance. I laid down in a bed in the back of the car. I could hear the sirens and feel the bumps of the road. I leaned my head back, taking deep breathes.

"Jamie. Can you hear me?" A lady said and I nodded.

"Can you see me?" I shook my head.

As the ambulance stopped at the hospital, the lady helped me out of the car. Walking through the doors, everything felt like it was ending.

I'm dying.

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