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I'm still shrieking as I throw myself onto Sean, getting covered in his blood. No. No. No no no no no. This is not happening. Sean is not dead. I hold onto his body, screaming gibberish and crying.
“Get her off of him!” Lancaster shouts. Luci tries to pull me away, but I hold tightly. This isn't happening. This isn't happening.
I'm still screaming as Lancaster suddenly stops pumping on Sean's heart, wiping off his forehead, staining his blond hair red with blood.
“Harmony. Get off of him. Now,” he commands in a calm but firm voice. I can't stop shrieking his name and my body is shaking like a leaf.
Sean. Is. Not. Dead.
About this time, I finally lose my sanity, everything becoming a fog. I think I pick up a glass bottle and throw it at the ground where it shatters into a million pieces. Dr. Lancaster, Luci, and several other men and women are trying to pull me off of Sean's body.
“Sedate her!” I hear Lancaster shout in the background.
Finally, I start screaming something other than no. Something I've know for a few days but wouldn't tell anybody. Including myself.
“I'm pregnant! I'm pregnant!” I shriek, hearing it dully resound through the infirmary.
“Sedate her!” Lancaster roars. I catch some movement out of the corner of my eye. Then the quick pinch of a needle.
Then
Everything
Fades
To
Black.
* * *
I'm floating. It's beautiful here, but I don't know where I am. It's bright and light, and the ground is nice and soft beneath my feet. There's a voice whispering my name into my ear, and it's making me slightly irritated. Leave me to float alone.
Suddenly, I'm not floating. I'm on a bed somewhere. I don't want to leave my bright world. My eyes snap open, and Luci Sentura's concerned face is above me.
“Harmony? You awake?” she asks me. I groan slightly and shift around.
“Where am I?” I murmur. I don't recognize this place. The lights are harsh and fluorescent, and there is a single door.
“Do you remember anything from before you were sedated?” she asks me. I realize that she's holding my hand. Luci's never done that before.
Suddenly, everything comes back to me in a tsunami wave of memories and emotions. I begin sobbing wildly. Sean. He's dead. I just woke up from a dream, so that means that everything's real.
Luci tightens her grip on my hand as I cry. My husband's dead. He's dead. I lean over the other side of the bed and throw up into a bucket on the ground while Luci holds my hair out of the way. Even after I've emptied my stomach of everything I've eaten in the past twelve hours, I continue to retch. It's horrible
Finally, I put my head back down on the pillow and close my eyes, my body shaking again.
“I'm so sorry. So, so sorry,” I hear Luci say. “I'm going to go get Astrid. She wants to talk to you.”
Luci lets go of my hand and grabs the bucket of vomit and walks out of the room. Seconds later, a worried Astrid comes in and sits down near my feet, looking at me.
YOU ARE READING
Broken Glass
Roman d'amourI thought we would in our bubble of peace forever. Safe from the war tearing our country to pieces. I was wrong.