Black Blood

Chapter 13 : A misery.

Mostly Two words define our thoughts. Happiness and Sorrow.
However what I felt was a "blank".
People came and went in front of me. The hospital was full of busy doctors and scheduled patients. While I, I was still. Both physically and emotionally still.
The blankness inside me was creeping me out and at the same time calming me down.
In the last few days my life had changed completely. From a carefree, happy child I had become a lost black blood orphan.  And now my foster parents were in coma too. It all seemed so unfair.
Suddenly I realized my phone was buzzing. Taking it out of my pocket I glanced it was Arora. To my surprise there were three missed calls from her. Then it occured to me, I hadn't contacted her since yesterday so I called her back. She instantly picked up.
"Hey Lee. Are you okay. I've been calling...."
"Arora I-I'm fine." My words shivered as my eyes looked over the lifeless living bodies of mom and dad in the ward.
"You don't sound fine Lee. Where are you?" She knew me too much to beleive me.
"At the hospital. Mom and dad are in coma."
"What?? Wait Lee I'm on my way to you. Do u need anything???"
Suddenly it struck me.
"Umm yeah Can you get mom and dad's medicines from the kitchen cabinet? The red box you remember?"
"Yes I do Lee. Just Just don't worry. I'll be there in a while. Take care of yourself."
The call ended.
What now? What was I supposed to do now with so little information at hand. My head went over fathers words. Gregory was the name of my real dad. Ironic was'nt it? I wish I could remember his strength too. What was the name of my birth mother? What kind of lives they had? Father was a doctor. Somehow it felt as if my immunity had to do something with him. I could'nt stop myself from beleiving that he was the one who invented the immunity. Mom and dad were the only people who had my answers but they were in a helpless situation right now. Which meant I was helpless too. To put out these thoughts I took out the newspaper and started checking it out.
After half an hour of carelessly scanning the newspaper Arora arrived. Her face full of worry, she hurried towards me.
"Lee. How did this happen?" She was a little louder then a whisper.
"I don't know. The doctors said that they took some expired or wrong medicines."
She setteled besides me, put her left hand on my shoulder. My shoulder was stiff at first but her pressence had always made me feel better, so I melted at her embrace. Sleep had almost consumed me when I heard doctor Alex come.
"Mr. Lewis did you bring their medicines?"
The medicine. I had forgotten to ask Arora about them.
"Yes Doctor." Arora replied holding up a red box. "They're here."
"Well thanks. We'll test these up and the results will be ready in a day. You can collect them tomorrow.
On and I will have to request you guys to leave now. It's evening and the time of outsiders is over."
"What about the payment?"
I'd have to go all the way home to get money from the locker.
"No payments. Your bill is clear."
What? I looked at Arora and she nodded agreeing thag she had paid the bill.
"Okay then thanks doctor Alex."
I gazed one last time over mom and dad. They had saved me for all those years. They had kept my existence a secret. They were my foster parents as well as the closest people to my biological parents. I had always admired them but these things made them even more worthy of everything. I promised them to finish what they had started.
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                    One week later

There was still no sign of anything about montegrals. I searched everywhere. Contacted Anna's classmates too. But no one knew anything about her except that she was a weird self sufficient girl with no friends, who was always engrossed in herself. Well I doubted that she must have lost all her friends since she fell ill. Even the poeple in her facebook profile refused to speak about her. There seemed to be no other way to sort things out. My thoughts of spirit were now starting to fill with hopelessness. On the other side, Arora had been really supportive during everything. She never asked too much, which I really appreciated.
Moreover she had never left me to overthink, but always allowed me to have space. She even went hospital daily with me. I was greateful to have her by my side but there was an embarassment in me too. I had failed her. All this was affecting our relationship too. Our jounrney had been the same when we started off but at that moment we were roads apart.
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So it's done. Hopelessness right?
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-Ramsha