Chapter 3
so the cookies were baked ,they were freshly out of the oven .The aroma surrounded the kitchen from which it diffused to the hallway and other places as well . Now the only wait was of the peers which hadn't shown up yet. I looked out of the window to see any trace of them coming but was futile. It was 7:00 pm by now, I called Haden then to his sister Sara but they didn't pick up the call, so I turned over to Azura who never leave her phone unattended but, all in vain. My final choice was Missy her phone ranged after few bells some unknown person picked up and said something that made me breathless and turned my lips curve downward. I screamed:"All four of them!"
Suddenly I heard the whole area was booming with the sirens of ambulances. The person on the phone told me to reach city hospital. I got a cab from the street and rushed to sanatorium. Within no time I reached the hospital's main gate, went to the reception and there instead of taking me to the ward they made me follow them to the ice-room. The moment I unknowingly entered the ice room I lost my conscience, I shrieked and cried, my friends cannot leave me. Then the staff made me to identify my friends for the purpose of death certificate. Sara and Azura had died on the spot, Haden's face was ruptured completely and no bone left undamaged, blood all around; as he was driving and possibly hit himself to staring wheel. I was unable to identify him first but then I recognized the ring on his left index finger, this was his signature ring; a gift from his mother. Where's Missy, my fourth friend, I asked the doctor in utter confusion. "umm yes we have a patient who came with these three she is in critical condition in ICU..I fear she is left with very less time..." I hurried to the ICU although it wasn't allowed to have visitors but at that moment no power in this world could stop me from meeting my dear own Missy. I gathered all the remaining energy I had, took a deep breath and opened the door of the room. All I see was a helpless soul covered in bandages and machinery struggling hard to stay alive. I came near her no place to touch her so I simply stood by, watching my once fresh rose petal like Missy in blood. I called out her name Missy!
She opened her eyes but could speak nothing. Her face glowed as if she was only waiting for me before leaving this world. I could see how her fluctuating heartbeat on screen were slowly changing to straight lines and on it went plain showing Missy has also left us. Her beautiful eyes were open reflecting that she was no more in pain...
The trawler that hit them on that rainy night was said to be drunk and couldn't balanced himself on the slippery road , his act took away lives of many pure souls. Leaving others in absolute misery. This day was supposed to be easing my (break-up) pain not tossing me in more...