Hearts and Daggers

Chapter Five

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Halloween series in anyway =(. But I DO own Katarzyna and my other OCs.

Chapter Five

There was silence between us for a few minutes as I gathered my thoughts; this would be the first time I talked about the incident since it happened. Even the police only got what they needed, not the ones that I had to bury inside.

“I just want to begin by saying it was all in self-defense,” I clarified and Loomis nodded, waiting for me to continue. I took a deep breath and began to twirl a stand of my hair with my finger, a nervous habit I had picked up when I was younger.

“I guess everything started to go downhill the day my aunt died…” I began.

//oo//FLASHACK//oo//

The hospital had become a second home to Emmy and I over the past few weeks. Ever since Auntie had caught that case of pneumonia, she never seemed to have been able to recover. It only took a couple of days before she was admitted into the hospital and her health began to drop exceptionally.

“Hello, I’m here to see Ana Bury?” I asked politely when we came to the front desk, “She is in room 302?”

“Are you a relative?” the nurse asked, typing on the computer.

“I’m her niece,” she looked down at Emmy who was practically bouncing in anticipation to get upstairs.

“And the child’s relationship?”

“Daughter,”

“I’m sorry, but she can’t come in. There is a nice daycare center for her to stay in while you are visiting,” she pointed to the double doors behind us and I felt Emmy’s grip on my hand tighten.

“I don’t understand,” I whispered, “There has never been a problem before,”

“There has been a change in your Ms. Bury’s health. It would be best if the young one stayed behind. No one should remember their mother that way,” one look at the nurse’s face told me everything; Auntie wasn’t going to be able to hang on anymore and Emmy should not ever have to witness such a thing.

“Okay,” my voice was choked as I took my visitor pass and bent down to Emmy’s level, “Go with the nice nurse to the daycare. I will come get you when I am done,”

“Why can’t I come?” she asked, her bottom lip jutted out in a pathetic pout. I opened my mouth to answer but the words didn’t come out. Instead I gave her a hug before letting the nurse take her. I knew I owed her an explanation after this and dreaded the thought of needing to give it. 

//oo//

I quietly entered the room and heard my aunt coughing up a lung. She saw me and gave a tired smile and patted the arm of a nearby chair, wanting me to sit.

“Hey Auntie,” I whispered, taking a seat.

“Katarzyna, so nice of you to come again,” she rasped, “Where is Emelyn?” I felt my heart sink; she never used Emmy’s real name, she always had some kind of nickname for her. Mainly they were ones that didn’t suit the little girl or ones that Emmy and I couldn’t stand. But, in the end, they were her names for her and she never used ‘Emelyn.’

“She isn’t with me today,” I swallowed, “It’s just us,” it fell silent between us as it always did. I could only listen to the beeping of whatever machine was hooked up to her frail body.