Every thought spoken

Mia

I woke up, blinking away the strange dampness in my eyes. The surrounding were blurry. I couldn't see who I was, or who the strange man was beside me. He looked scared and disoriented. I couldn't tell why. My vision finally came into focus and I could see where I was. An office. Me and the man were sitting in front of a desk, as if we were waiting for someone. Pictures of strange children were hung on the walls. I heard the creak of a door open, and a man slowly walk past us and sat on the chair on the other side of the desk. His hands were folded and he was wearing a lab coat. I looked down at his name tag. "Dr. Hemline." I repeated in my head. " I'm....... so sorry." He exclaimed. In those words, Every thought and action of the past 20 years came back to me. The strange man had turned into John, and the Doctor turned into the man who couldn't save our child. "Dr. Hemline!!!" echoed through my head, screaming a taunt. He couldn't even save our daughter. I looked over at John. His face was filled with horror and I could only guess what mine looked like. I finally got the strength to speak. "How...... Dare...... You....." I croaked. I was surprised at hearing my voice. It was strangled and weak, as if a train had ran over it a few times. I watched as a wave of fear rushed over him. My voice must have fueled Johns, because he spoke next. " You said she was fine. You said she could go home soon." John quoted. "I.... I....." Hemline struggled to speak. " You LIED. You are a monster." I hissed. I could now see the wetness in his eyes. I glanced at John. A burning hatred filled his eyes, darker than I would have imagined. "The cancer.... It must have gotten worse. It must of spread...." He spoke. "And how did you let that happen?!" John growled. "We stopped monitoring her. we didn't expect-" He tried to explain. "DIDN'T EXPECT?! DIDN'T EXPECT???!!! I DIDN'T EXPECT MY DAUGHTER TO BE DEAD!!!!!" John screamed. A nurse started to approach him, but Hemline put his hand up to halt her. I looked back at John. His face red was buried in his palms. "This is a hospital, is it not? shouldn't you monitor your patients even if they are better?" I questioned. "Well..... I.... But...." He stuttered. "ANSWER THE GODDAMN QUESTION!!!" I yelled. "Yes. We should have done that. " He answered. "Then why weren't you?! Did you think our daughter wasn't important?! Did she "not deserve" it?! Because I believe she did!!!!" I yelled. "Uh.... Um...." He stuttered. I couldn't take ii anymore. My vision went black.