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Chapter 15 - Stitches

The salty taste of a tear slid into my mouth as i grit my teeth and squeezed my eyes shut. The unending battle was slowly beating me. The tears slowly flowing like a stream.

"Kasey..." Apophis voice was soft and sounded hurt as he grabbed my arms and pulled me into a tight hug.

I finally relinquished and surrendered to the unending pain of my life. My cries the only signal of my struggle and sorrow. I hugged Apophis tightly and sobbed on his shoulder as he whispered and slowly rocked me; a hand gently stroking my hair..

"It's okay...it'll all be okay...and I'm so sorry.." Apophis made me meet his eyes and i watched his eyes tear up. "Please don't hate me for this.."

i sniffled watching him with wide eyes full of confusion and tears, "wha—?"

I gasped in pain as his hand suddenly punctured my chest, i looked down at the arm and slowly looked up in shock as i met the purple eyes of the foreign brown haired boy.

The boy smiled sadly, "i hate to introduce myself this way, but I'm sick of cleaning up after your emotional outbreaks."

I coughed up blood as i felt the pain driving deeper into my body, gasping for air as the boys hand quickly retreated from my body. His other hand on my shoulder to steady me as i grew weaker.

"Oh! Before I forget, the names Pyro. Say hello to the human work for me, will you?" He chuckled and slowly stood, a red lump in his bloody hand as he let me drop to the floor. "And I'll be keeping this.." Pyro grinned. "Sleep well 'princess'."

I couldn't feel my body, only the sticky wetness of my blood encircling me. The cold air working to make me mentally shiver. I couldn't see anything anymore but the white blinding light of pain.

Why did I always have to end up suffering? Will this nightmare...ever end...?

"....she has a lot of blood loss.."

"...doctor, we're loosing her..!"

"CLEAR!!"

"Her body has stabilized..."

"...my baby!! Let me see my baby!!"

"..ma'am, please stay back.."

"..She's stable but she might not wake.."

"... sorry Mrs. Jenkins, but your daughter..."

"...what do you mean a coma?!..."

So....tired....i just.....want to.....sleep....

Beep....Beep....Beep....

I winced in pain as I tried to open my eyes, i stared at the ceiling and slowly blinked. A soft sigh of relief when I realized i could see through my left eye again. But...why was i so scared id be blind...?

I winced as a sharp pain made my head throb as i tried to remember..

"Kasey..?" I slowly turned my head towards the pale women sitting in a chair beside me. "Oh my baby..!!" She caressed my cheek and smiled.

"Mom..?" I croaked, my throat a dry desert.

"Yes, thats right sweet heart..I'm so glad you're ok...! I was so worried!!" She stood and rushed to the door, "ill go get the nurse, ill be right back!"

I coughed softly and winced, slowly looking around the room. The small hospital room looking as stiff as expected. I looked over the blank walls and blue curtains. The only bright colors were the new bundle of yellow flowers, the vases beside it being full of dead or dying flowers.

The door opened and my mom stepped in with a young girl carrying a clipboard.

"Hello Kasey, how are you feeling?" She smiled brightly as she walked over to the IV.

"How..long..? Have i..been here...?" As the words slipped from my mouth i felt the exhaustion hit me like a tidal wave. I must've made a sound because the nurse tsked and smiled sadly.

"Looks like you'll need more rest. Ill go ahead and give you the pain medicine for now. Just focus on getting better." She messed around with her pen and clipboard as she jotted down a few notes before moving towards the door. Her smile flashing at me as she looked at my mother, "visiting hours will be cut a little shorter for today. We don't want her falling into a coma again do we?"

My mother sighed and stroked my hand, "ill see you tomorrow baby.." she kissed my forehead before following the nurse out the door.

I groaned softly as i tried to shift a lil, my body stiff and tired. "This..sucks.." I sighed.