Chapter 9 Evelyn M.Blanc

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~Charlie~

"WHERE IN THE WORLD DID YOU ALL TAKE THEM!!!" I screamed as loud as I could. I was furious, Eddie was too. His head and face were turning boiling blood red and his eyes turned a very dark night blue. The bitch nurse called 'Gladys' says with an southern fucking attitude and fucking southern accent like she's from fucking Georgia says "Son, I can't give you any information on the mother nor daughter or their whereabouts. Unless Ya'll are related or married". I held the most deadliest stare to this old hag who sat behind the desk. I narrowed my eyes to her name tag 'Gladys'.
'fucking Gladys....' I thought among other horrible things. In a very demanding furious tone, Eddie slams his large hand against the grey cheap desk. The bang alerted everyone and completely shook the tone of the atmosphere, it was arousing for me to see a sexy man take action and control for moment, "MARIE IS MY WIFE AND I AM THE FATHER OF A PRECIOUS BABY GIRL YOU BASTARDS TOOK FROM ME!! WHERE ARE THEY!!". Gladys stood still for a second in her little chair that was screaming and screeching holding all her lard of fat. Gaining some confidence, Gladys straighten her glasses and said "You got any proof? Any documentation on y'alls marriage license?"
Eddie and I looked at each other. Shit.
Soon security showed up and escorted us out of the hospital. Practically, threw us out in the parking lot. "What a shitty hospital!!!" I spat taking out a pack of cigarettes from my pocket."It's your god-damn fault!!!" Eddie poked at my chest and jacket causing me to drop my coffin nails. "You took my family here!! I may never see them again because of you!!" He bickered. Eddie brutally steps on my only pack and crushes them under his large foot and weight. "Fuck you!!! You almost killed Marie and the baby. I was trying to get them away from youuuu...." Eddie viciously grabs my collar and pins my body to the wall. My feet dangle and I stare at his face, and then his terrifying deadly cold eyes. I quiver and nearly shit my own pants. 'Don'tkillmeDon'tkillmeDon'tkillme' I repeat like a prayer in my head. I felt the heat from his skin and breath on my face. "I love them!!!" He grinds his white teeth. "Especially Marie, she is the one for me!! THE ONLY PERFECT WOMAN, God and the universe has created especially for a broken man like me!!! For me only!!" he says in a loud violent whisper. Then he got closer to my face we were almost touching noses "I should dispose of you, like trash or a dirty whore. But considering the situation I need help looking for them!!" He drop me like a wet bag of mud and I definitely shat my pants at the moment.

We reached my car, I saw Eddie's eyes for once with no emotion as he was distracted by my backseat. The dried blood spots of my white seats, Marie's blood. He took a minute, it was hard to read him and tell what he was thinking. Then he got in the car and closed the car door and sat like he saw nothing. As we left and exited the parking lot, I jerked the break as I almost ran over a person, a woman.
"WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!? LADY ARE YOU TRYING TO GET YOURSELF KILLED?!?" I left my vehicle and ran to the front hood there was no damaged. 'Thank God'.
"I was trying to get your attention!! Sir!!" I helped her to her feet and crossed my arms. Eddie was still in the passenger seat and buckled but lowered his window to hear. "How do you know Ms.Evelyn M. Blanc?" She looked at me with worried eyes.
"Evelyn?.." I said. 'I did not know any Evelyn'
"The woman in the hospital with the baby.. you called her Marie"
"You know where she is?" Said Eddie.
My eyes widen and I looked over at the car and saw Eddie standing next to an open car door.
She looked over at me then towards Eddie. "I might help if she's in trouble"
I looked at her, Our first clue to finding Marie.

~Narrator~

The ambulance drove a thousand miles away up north in a different state. The weather turned cold and everything in the world seemed to turn an icy white winter land with frozen lakes and valleys made of snow. It was day and the ambulance crushed snow underneath it's wheels. Growing nearer and closer was a solid grey building with large metal fences with barbwire decorated on the top. There was no sign except a 'no trespassing' board with large lettering and bold font. The gates opened and the car leading the ambulance went to the front while the ambulance drove to the side and entered a garage of some sort. The baby looked around and smiled at the snowflakes gently kissing the window and back windshield . Her first glimpse of the earth's snowy winter. Upon being carried inside, the outside reflected much on the inside. Solid clean pearl white floors and tall walls and a glass ceiling showing the clear blue sky.
The colour white was all the baby could see. She saw giant men wearing white, short women wearing white dresses with white shoes and hats. Smart, old men wearing long funny looking white coats. The world around seemed to be covered all in this plan nothing of a colour: white. Until, she was carried into a brown room filled with books and shelves and a large sophisticated black desk.

The woman sat the carrier on the desk and then sat in her comfy chair staring at this bewildered yet happy child. The baby stared back in confusion. "Guess I have to make a call, and tell him the disappointing news. That his precious doll got pregnant with a strange man's seed" The woman said as she picked up the phone and dialled and waited to hear an man on the other side of the phone. "Did you find her, Greta?" No greeting, no nothing.
"Yes Doctor, however Evelyn seems to have been 'contaminated' while here in America. Shall I terminate the result?" Silence rose for a brief moment. "Was it already born or is it in the womb?"
"She is born and seems healthy" There was a chuckle on the other end followed by another moment of silence. "I should be flying in by tomorrow night. This sudden product that has been produced needs to be examined before being exterminated completely. I shall overlook this alone. Make arrangements for the child to be taken care of when I arrive. By the way what is the condition of our new mother, Ms.Blanc"
"Fatal, Sir. I doubt she'll survive this time."
"I did not ask for your opinions or doubts in the meantime, Greta take control and keep her alive until my arrival"
"Yes Doctor"
Greta hung up the phone. The woman named Greta stares intently at the baby. "Looks like we are stuck with a little runt... a huge mistake" she said coldly through her crooked teeth. The child blankly stares at her with large bright eyes and smiles at the funny looking woman.

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Greta was a tall, scrawny-looking woman with no breast, or feminine shape at all. She had long sharp claws that she always painted red and always kept her thin platinum blonde hair tied in a bun or ponytail. Her face no matter what, was always white and no blush whatsoever. No life or age in her face. From one side she looked 85 on the other 34. She had wrinkles but were covered by pale blush and make up. The most scariest thing about this woman was her deep set black eyes that showed no emotion or movement or life. The best title to describe her would be "A healthy looking corpse". A best suited titled. As unpleasant looking she was on the outside, she had a much darker soul on the inside.
She walked down the long white hallway, and entered the south wing where all new arrivals went. Double doors were opened and there laid a lovely dead woman, Marie who was hooked up to wires surrounded by people monitoring and testing her. The room fell silent as Greta walked in. "The Doctor is coming tomorrow night, we shall have her ready and prepped before his arrival. During examination I want everything on record, take pictures, and contain all on person-evidence. Now roll her to the operating room where we will begin a thorough clean up and fix her botchery."

All doctors in the room went straight to work. Rolling her to the operating room, where with a pair of scissors removed the hospital gown. Bare breasted and naked she laid; in the middle of her stomach was a huge gash. First time sewn by Eddie very badly and then redone by professionals. Now they cut away unwanted bacteria and extra dead skin.

Greta observed as they restitched and modify the little mistakes the Americans made. After flesh and bacteria was washed away, Greta made sure that her workers thoroughly wash and cleanse Marie's body. The warm water washed away the dirt and dried blood mostly in between her legs and on top of her stomach, and even scraped it from under her fingernails. The muddy water gathered to get to the ends of her feet and was instantly washed down the drain. Finally, Marie was given a haircut. Her once long raven hair was scattered across the white floor. She received a male's haircut.
After being sanitised and washed again she was finally clothed and placed in a recovery wing whom she shared with another patient. Marie's eyes still remained closed, and fewer were hooked on her body. There was the breathing tube that went under her nose, the Womb-Vac attached to her stomach to suck and swallow any poison fluid. Then, new blood was seeping through her in another tube. But she was still alive despite the trauma Eddie put her body through.

Greta observes Marie in her coma-like-state. "He will be pleased that we found you. I am pleased, however..." the ghost of a woman walks over and creeps over Marie. "You got knocked up", Greta chuckled as she sat down in a chair next to the hospital bed. "It's hard to believe you were raped, I think you let a man take advantage of you. You wanted it. And the child was the result." She pulls out a pack of cheap cigarettes and pops one in her old hole of a mouth. She lights it and poison enters and exits her lungs. "You know once we do blood work, and find the biological father. I'm not so sure if Dr.Heilburger would be very forgiving towards someone who ruined his precious 'Marie'."
She exhales again. "You may forgot what he his capable of dear Evelyn, but I haven't. You may be a woman but you are still a child on the inside."
Greta let's put another puff before closing the curtain and walking away.

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