I'm not alone after all (Bloody painter {Helen Otis} x OC)

Chapter 5

     It was like that for a while. Just me sitting there. Drawing and listening to the beep of the machine hooked up to see her sleeping. Everything was silent. I was there for what felt like 3 hours. That's when I had my nightmares with open eyes.

I had just finished drawing another drawing and I looked up at Amelia. Something happened. It wasn't for the better though. It all happened at once. There was a long loud beep coming from a machine. The one tracking her heartbeat which was at one time moving up and down at a steady pace was stuck in one plain line. I realized what was happening a few seconds after it. I slumped out of my seat onto the floor. My heart sank and I let out a loud piercing scream. She was gone. Hot stinging tears poured down my cheeks. Within seconds there were lots of doctors running into the room and pushing me and her mom out. I tried to fight and get back in and be with her but they forced me out. I slid down against the cold wall once I realized there was no chance in me getting back to her and I bowled. After a little while of crying the doctors exited the room with grim looks on their faces. "I regret to inform you but, Amelia Smith is no longer with us," informed one of the tall doctors. When I heard him say that I felt as if my whole world had ended. "WHAT?!? NO! SHE CAN'T BE! SAVE HER! YOU HAVE TO DO SOMETHING! ANYTHING!" He looked at me. "I am sorry ma'am we tried everything that we could." I looked down feeling both mad and miserable. I felt her mom's warm hand touch my shoulder and I heard her shaky voice mutter "Come on let's go I will drive your house". I nodded though I didn't want to leave. Once I nodded her mother began to walk to the lobby and I slowly followed her.

The ride home seemed to last longer than ever before. I stayed quiet stuck in my bitter thoughts. Once we arrived at my house I went straight to my room. Once I was there I fell to my bed. I screamed into my pillow and laid there miserably.

I didn't bother moving or doing anything for the rest of the day. When my mom came into my room to see what was wrong I didn't say anything I just lay there silently while my face was covered with tears. I was stuck in absolute despair. I didn't eat I didn't do anything. It felt as though anything good in my life had been taken away and I could never get it back. I had no one left in this cold world. I was alone and miserable.

Everything was like that the next day too. I didn't go to school on monday either. I just stayed in bed crying and thinking. My eyes felt like there wasn't any more tears left to cry. My face burned and was a shade of red because of crying.