Halo-Born

Chapter 2

Hope's POV

Why was it so cold? Why was it all fuzzy? Why were their red and blue lights flashing everywhere? What happened?

I rubbed my head and crawled out of the metal death trap. Everything hurt. My arms, my legs, my whole body. It felt like stakes being run through every inch of my skin. I ran my hand over my hair and kept on crawling out of the rubble to call for help. It was hurting so bad. This was worse than anything I've ever gone through.

My body went numb against the cold summer breeze, but I crawled forward still to help. They needed me, and so I would help them. It was only one hand after the other. No matter how much my hands and knees hurt I needed to keep going. This was more than just me. This was for Faith. It always has been for Faith.

She was my life. She was the center of my being. Without her, I'd be nothing. She needs to stay alive. If not me, then her at least. She would make my day if she would breathe. The thought of her dead snapped me out of my trance. Faith can't die. I won't let her. I won't stop until I shed the last breath left in me. I didn't care if I lost my life for her.

Faith was worth every penny. She may not think it, but she was. I knew it from the start; I fought for her from the start, and I wouldn't stop now. I had to keep on going for Faith. I had to find help for my little sister. I had to keep her from dying.

My hands clawed at the earth, trying to get to the flashing lights. But the more I moved, the farther it was. Everything started to disappear as I clenched a fist. My strength was faltering, wilting into barely a seed, but I held on to life. I had to; it was for my baby sister. It was easy to see how sad she was under that vibrant smile and bright eyes. No one else may see it, but I did. Leaving her would kill me.

Now, being in this pain, I had to find my will to keep breathing. Until I laid at the feet of help-half dead-I would keep my heart beating for her. She was the only thing on my mind. Was she okay? Is she still alive? I only remember throwing myself around her and a sharp pain ripping at my back. It wasn't about me though; it was all about her. She needed to be okay because my life wasn't worth it without her.

It became harder to crawl as the weight of my grief pounded on top of me. I pushed myself to keep on moving. Sweat beaded my forehead and pain masked my face, but I kept on going. The world could be shaking, but I would keep on going.

The paramedics were closer, but I doubled over in tears. Faith, I'm so sorry I let you down. Tired, I dropped my head on the pavement and closed my eyes. My breathing was slow as I hummed the song I danced to. It was Faith's favorite song-the only song she thought was worth listening. Out of all the time, this was a perfect moment to hear it. I could kiss Faith goodbye. I was going to die out here on the street.

I was right about my passing this time. This time it broke me after seeing the look on Faith's beautiful face. Death was my only true secret; it was one no one knew. Faith didn't even know. Lying here tonight made me regret those death wishes. I regretted trying to kill myself several times, but it was Faith who had stopped me then. When I was sure I would do it, she would get in my way, popping in my head, and I would cry for hours. She meant everything. No. She was everything. I couldn't leave her; not for a million dollars.

She must be in pain. She must be trapped inside. She must be letting out her final breaths while I was out here, barely alive. That can't happen. I opened my eyes and froze. An ambulance was heading straight for me. They were going to get me! They were going to get Faith! I stayed, knowing they'll stop it. They didn't, but it was too late.

I waited for my body to get hit, but there was nothing. My eyes flashed open again, but I saw the car phase right through my hands. I used the last of my strength to sit up. My head phased into the metal. I saw everything as it whizzed passed me. The gurney and the monitors and the people inside. As it drove past me, I was in shock. What?