Hiding My Pain (Completed)

°Chapter Thirty Four°√Amarisa

'the wings of angels are often found on the backs of the least likely people. "
-Eric Honeycott.
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Damien.

I stayed in the hospital with her. The doctor had told us that she night wake up in two or five days but it's been a week since I saw her beautiful hazel eyes. Week without hearing her laughter or seeing her smile, instead everyday I sit and wait hoping she'll wake up.

I stare at her sleeping form, the color draining away. Letting out a sigh I averted my eyes towards the window, the only source of entertainment around here. I stare at the window a couple more seconds until I hear the door open revealing Bella with Andy.

Turns out they did liked each other, and from what I've heard from ANdy he comforted her after she found out about Dawn's situation. From there a relationship bloomed.

I envied them, their relationship seemed to form so easily and yet here I am being a coward , afriad of confessing to Dawn.

"Hey how is she?"

I bid a hello to both of them before answering.

"Still the same"

Letting out a sigh as I grip onto her limped hand. My thoughts wonder to how I was going to treat her like a queen when she wakes up, how much I would show her that she deserves much more. I would finally be able to tell her how I felt about her. I'll finally be able to show her how much she meant to me.

I had forgotten the two other people completely.

"Anyways I-"

Bella's word were completely cut of off when the machine attached to Dawn goes off. Our heads turn to one another .

"Well get the damn doctor !"

I yell earning Andy up his feet from the couch. Directing my attention back to Dawn, I reheld her hand and softly crease her cheek.

"Dawn baby please come back to me"

I whisper so softly as the Doctor and nurse pushes me away.

Pacing back and forth, my heart pounding against my chest, worries and hopes invading every part of me. I hear footsteps approachung me.

"My niece how is she! What's going on!'

Kat runs up to the door and looks through the window.

"I..I don't know her heart monitor just started beeping. "

Jason soon joins along as we wait for the unknown.

Thirty my minuets of waiting the doctor finally exits out of her room. Kat imedialty runs towards him.

"Doc how is she ! What's going on, please tell me what happened "

Jason wraps his arms around her to calm her down as I too stand next to her, waiting for some kind of good news.

"Your nieces is okay, she's stumble right now, the reason for the monitor is because her heart beat is waking meaning soon or later she would wake up"

Kat gasps and a smile appear upon Jason's face, my heart swelled with happiness.

"Although because of the blood transfer we have not yet have a result to how it had affected her, due to her heart waking up were not sure about her brain, meaning it might take a little for her to remember the little pieces of memory she ones held, but don't worry all of her memories will come back but just at a pace time."

What does that even mean?.

Looking at the doctor as I ready to pounce on him but I was held back by a hand wrapping it around my arm, looking back to I noticed Andy.

"Not here not now, she's in good health right now, we need to pray that she'll want to survive. "

My shoulder dropped knowing full well that Andy's words were right.

As we wait for her to come home my heart still aching from her Abcense.

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Dawn°

Someone was calling for me. But yet all I could do was unable to drawn out that sickening voice repeatingly taunting my every being. It echo's itself throughout the darkness. Darkness of claws and blood oozing out from tiny holes, was it even possible for me to see the blood in a room of darkness. I close my eyes hoping for the evil to disappear, ones I reopened my eyes I wasn't in the room anymore, instead I find myself in a room that's scented with familairity only I couldn't exactly pin point what it is.

The room scented with fresh lemon,filled with vintage and expensive furnitures. Paintings of people that I felt I should remember, the house, a mansion to be exact was so empty yet so filled. I wasn't sure where was I nor who the mansion belonged to.

I walk around, touching the walls , examining the paints, feeling the fabrics against my fingers. Flashes of images clashing in my head but they were do jumbled I couldn't make sense of them. I closed my eyes hoping to draw in something only nothing until I heard it. I thought I might've imagined it but listening to it closely I heard it again.

A cry.

Not a regular cry from someone of age but more like a cry from a new born. Following the cry leading upstairs, my heart began to throb. The cry seem to hold so much in me, the cry itself was drawing me in and the closer I got the clearer it made me realized that the cry held so much pain, pain from a baby. I follow the sound leaving behind other doors. The hallway ones again felt familiar.

At last finally a few more door was left. The closer I got the louder the cry. Then the last room, the door was adjar, I pushed it open to reveal a well organized and decorated room, it had a purple, pink and white stripes of painting, a quote hanging from the wall but what caught my eyes was the crib near the window, the curtains were flowing as the crib stood in front of it. The cry stopped and I made my way to the crib.
When I finally made it, the crib held a beautiful baby girl. She had hazel eyes, deep dimples and soft light blond hair . I reached to touch her but ones my fingers made contact she disappeared and I felt myself shatter. I look around for her, calling but not knowing why.

Amarisa

A name escapes my mouth then everything darkened and ones again the dream or whatever it was repeat.

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Surprise !!

Yeah well we just found out that she had a daughter but who's exactly is it? And how'd she lose her or where is she ? .

to find out stay tune for more.

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