Together We Are Stronger

Chap. 29

Karma's POV:

        I was escorted into the waiting room where I just sat down to cry to myself. Amy had sounded defeated, as if it was the last time she'd get to tell me how much she loves me and that all she wants is for me to be happy. I know that the possibility of me losing her is there but I will not lose hope. I have to believe that she will be okay and that we will have our happy ending because if I don't hold on to the positive I might just end up losing myself.

        I cried into my hands, not bothering to take a single glance at my surroundings. All of a sudden I felt a hand on my shoulder and I look up. Lauren and Farrah are at my side, tears staining their faces. Farrah is the one whose hand is on me.

        "K-Karma, how is she? The nurse told me she was unconsious when she arrived but I want to know how you saw her," Farrah cried.

        I didn't... I couldn't form any words. How could I tell her that Amy had basically uttered words only a dying person would. How was I supposed to look her in the eyes and tell her that I had hope everything would be fine but in reality I didn't know what to think?

        "Well Ashcroft, aren't you going to say something?" Lauren said, sadness in her voice.

        Even at these times she would find some way to lighten the mood with her rudeness.

        I sniffed, "I-I-I don't know. She looked so weak but I know she'll fight and get better. She just has to. Amy is not a quitter, she is a fighter."

        At this point I didn't even know if I was trying to convince them or myself.

        "Oh honey," Farrah said as she sat at my side and let me hug her.

        She comforted me while she cried.

        I caught a glimpse of Lauren and saw how she sat, alone, at the other side of the room and was fighting to keep herself from sheding a tear.

        I would've never thought that she, of all people, would be here crying about Amy's current condition, but at the same time it didn't surprise me. They had gotten closer ever since their parents got married. Lauren could be a complete jerk most of the time, but she cared for Amy's happiness.

        Amy, please, you need to fight. You need to live, for us... For me. I don't know how to live without you and I don't want to find out. I love you too much.

        I don't know how long it had been since Amy had been taken into the operating room, but it felt likfe forever ago. At long last the doctor appeared.

        Farrah and I let go of one another and stood up. Lauren walked over to hear what the doctor was about to say.

        When I finally got to look at the doctor's face, I saw disappointment, exhaustion, and worst of all, I saw the "I'm sorry" expression written all over his face.

        No! This couldn't be happening! I must be misinterpeting his facial expression. I have to let him speak.

        "Are you Amy Raudenfeld's mother?" he asked, looking at Farrah.

        Farrah gasped and whispered an, "No, god please no."

        I didn't blame her because the doctor's tone of voice said it all.

        I clapsed my chest and fell back into the sofa. Lauren covered her mouth and Farrah cried as she finally answered, "Yes, I-I am her mother."