Chapter 9

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A Truely Terrible Day, Part 1

Aphin's POV

I sat by the bed side of the purple haired girl, checking her vitals. She had no Identification on her, and no links to anyone else. She also had yet to show any signs of consciousness. I looked down at her vitals report. Everything looked perfect. Too perfect. They were probably better than my own. So why was she still asleep?

"Hey." I turned to the nurse next to me.

"What is it Doctor Aphin?"

"What do you make of these numbers?" I passed my clipboard to her.

"WHAT?" She exclaimed, flipping through the numbers. "What did you DO to her?"

"I'm.... not exactly sure." I glanced down at my palms. It had been three days since the incident in the square. There had been no sign of that magic since. I felt like I should know, almost as though there was a memory out of reach. Until I could remember though, I was forced to listen to everyone else's theories, but know in my gut that they were wrong.

In three days, everyone in the hospital seemed to have heard the story. Whispers followed me everywhere I went. Again, I began to have a strange feeling of Deja-Vu, but couldn't remember why. When I did try to remember, I hit a point where I simply couldn't. I would clam up, and feel very faint.

Luckily for me, there was one person who hadn't heard what happened. My boss was currently out of town until an undecided date, or, so I thought. I heard a knock on the door, and opened it. A pair of beady red eyes stared back at me.

"I gave you one warning Aphin. No magic." He said, walking into the room. I gulped.

"Sir?" Asked the yellow dresses nurse, still clutching my clipboard, over by the bed.

"Ah. So this is out lovely undead girl. The miracle of the century, Irene's gift to the modern world." He strutted over to her menacingly. Mistrust filled my eyes, and I quickly placed myself between the director, and the passed out patient. I could feel my heart beat accelerating, and my palms were coated in sweat.

"Don't touch her!" I shouted, narrowing my eyes at him, but never breaking eye contact. The nurse, feeling the palpable tension, crept out of the room.

"Why not? I only mean to do what nature tried to do....." a grin danced across his face, making him look sinister in the yellow light of the dying candles.

"You monster!"

"Monster? Me? Says the girl who sprouts wings and can re-animated the nearly dead."

"You know what? I do!"

"Step aside Aphin, it you'll never be welcome here again." The threat was all to evident. I stood my ground. This girl didn't deserve to suffer for my mistakes,

"Dr. Aphin! Someone is here with an urgent message for you!" A nurse called out, rushing into the room. I looked up, and saw a familiar face. It was the yellow haired girl who had helped me move purple hair from the square to this hotel room. What was her name again? Right. Rainie. The director used my brief lapse in concentration to push me to the ground.

"You're fired Aphin!" He yelled, grabbing the nearest tube, and yanking it away from purple hair. I watched in horror as the tune that helped the sleeping girl breath went spiraling through the air. Rainie helped me up, and we both cast a glance at what we thought where the comatose girl's last moments.

So we were both shocked when, she opened her teal eyes, and drew a long breath.

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A/N

Hey
I'm back from my break.
I begin my fall writing again.

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Word Count - 630 words

~Tessa 

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