CHAPTER 20: Death's Oblivion
Like the tip of an iceberg, I was that small free piece of ice that toppled back down into the more than chilly water of shivers and cold-hearted darkness. Breathing was harder than a stressed out Fern tried to imitate. It was Pierce who was driving skilfully back to the Academy because a general hospital would raise questions. Questions that no one wanted to answer. Fern presses harder on my shoulder and I whine, something splattered along my neck and the metallic smell fills the air as Fern swears with bulging eyes. He surprisingly had tears wanning in them but, refused to let them go for me, I didn't know whether to be insulted or complimented by the fact he was trying to stay strong for me.
He grows blurry quick when Pierce slams on the breaks, opening the side door with yelling on the other side of the car, it's still night as I'm placed on a stretcher. Two rough hands grab onto my face and someone's recognisable yelling follows, "OLIVINE! Olivine, don't you fucking dare close your eyes, baby. Don't do this to me, just stay with me, baby." My eyes widen when I turn my head coughing out the red liquid as the girl next to where I'd choked on my own fluids screams.
Samsara looked at me in horror as I assume it's the whole team that surrounds me, just as Pierce screams orders and I scream when pressure is added onto my wound.
"Ah...s-stop." I beg of someone, someone raises a bloodied hand to my cheek, I vaguely look into his dark irises, so brown, with tiny flecks of something. He looks to be horrified as well, I just stared at him but, it didn't feel like I was truly staring at a very freaked out Aaron and he almost slapped me when he noticed the bland change in me.
"NO! NO! Fucks sake, Olivine. Don't leave me, just stay the fuck with me!" He's running next to me, holding my wound in his trembling hands, I lie on the stretcher with numerous doctors and nurses around the place, their voices were continuously in the background until I had the words 'surgery', 'losing...blood' and 'emergency'. It was more than just a minor mess when one of the doctor's took over holding pressure and Pierce had to hold Aaron back, with the help of Fern and all three of them were wearing my blood.
The last I hear is of Aaron's scream for me when the doors close and sirens blare with raging echoes in my ears until...everything just stopped. Obscure blackened hands were reaching for mine in the darkest of conditions, I felt as though I was being split apart but, surprisingly no pain followed, just shimmering oceanic seas and pale light coming from somewhere I couldn't understand. I could barely think, I was in such stormy winds and turmoil in my own mind.
I didn't even notice what was going on, on the outside but, the yelling, the screaming, I wanted it all to stop. It was as if my body new the trauma that happened, it was being worked on and that was what was ripping me apart...it's that I couldn't be left alone.
I knew one thing though.
I didn't want to wake up.
Not anymore.
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I was breathing, it's just that it was barely audible. My movements were immobilised, I felt reconstructed and damaged. There were so many different voices that would continuously go on, I couldn't get a moments of pure rest when Samsara would come in most minutes, or days, I wasn't sure. She held my hand and she talked, not just about what I missed but, she was curious as to what I was seeing, what I was feeling and why I wouldn't respond to anything anyone will say to me. I couldn't hear the beeps yet, but multiple times, did I hear erratic screaming for another Doctor, an emergency for another damn reason. I truly didn't know...just that I was losing myself more commonly than not. There was one touch, one pair of eyes that was forever constant on my unconscious form, that part I knew because, there was always the odd shuffle in the room. The opening and closing, the flicking of something boiling, the tap running. Something was always going and a light, right next to me, it was always on.
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