Let the Angels Work

Flashbacks

*Prince POV*

I awoken and sat up from my sleep to the blinding sight of the sun. I looked outside through the open curtain window to see a sky ever so blue. The clouds were almost invisible as the blue from the sky consumed them. And with a physical vision so beautiful, why does it feel opposite in my heart? Most people would smile at a sight so lovely, but as for me, I cannot. Even with this vision, my spirit sees different. I see dark black skies with dark grey clouds. A gloomy site that keeps getting gloomier. There's nothing blue in the sky and the sun is hiding. The sun is hiding from how hopeless this world is. At least this is why I think the sun is hiding. I laid back down, hitting the bed hard to express the anger that laid within my soul. I couldn't bare to get up. I placed the covers over my body and face like a burrito, trying so hard to cover myself from the world.

"Honey..." I hear as the white door made a crackling noise from it being cropped open a little. I don't answer.
"I know you're awake. I'm going with Tiffany to get our nails done and go shopping. The maid cooked breakfast for you... it's downstairs.... I-I love you...." she paused waiting for my response. I did not respond and laid perfectly still, pretending to be sleep. After a few seconds, the door finally closed.
She really thinks I care what she does? Pft. But of course, she can't help herself from going out all times of the day and night and spending my money. It's like she's over what happened or maybe just doesn't care at all. I thought to myself as I felt the forbidden heartache start to rise in my chest. My chest began to get tight as my heart started to boom loud and hard. I felt my eyes start to sweat.
Stop! I yelled to myself in order to stop my tears from coming. I got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower to clear my mind.
As I felt the cold tile underneath my feet, I closed my eyes letting the warm water hit my frazzled skin. I covered my ears with my hands as the voices got louder in my head taking over my vision and breathing.

"Mr. Nelson! Mr. Nelson! Mr. Nelson! Are you with us!!?" the doctor screamed at me, covered in blood.
"Yes I'm here." I replied startled at how much blood there was.
"Something's not right. We need to move to the PICU immediately. Step back, Mr. Nelson" nurse said while forcefully pushing me out the doorway.
"No! Tell me what's wrong. Tell me what's wrong please!" I screamed as my heart was beating frantically, my brain was scrambling for answers. I couldn't breathe. I felt like I was having a heart attack.
"What's going on!? Give me my baby... Give me my baby.... please I just want my baby!" I heard  crying screaming coming from my wife. She was drenched in sweat and legs cropped open on the bed. She held her arms out open reaching for the nurse as they rushed out the door, wheeling a small cart with them.

"Mr. Nelson! Wake up!" I awoken to my maid calling my name. I shot up like a space shuttle rocket going straight into space. I gasped for air, grabbing on to my maids body. I could barely see as I tried to correct my vision from the waterfall running down my face. I was naked and on the tile floor.
"Are you okay, Mr. Nelson? I found you here lying on the ground unresponsive." the maid said to me with deep concern in her eyes.
"I'm fine. Please, hand me that towel off the rack on the wall" I urged so I could cover up my naked body. She gave me the towel and I wrapped my lower body with it. I held my hand over my forehead. I was having a flashback. I thought to myself as I finally catched my breath and lowered my heart rate to a steady pace.