When I woke he was gone. I breathed in his scent from the pillow. his unearthly and undesribable scent overpowered everything. It made everything seem full of life,less desolate and empty. My hunger for that life was insatiable. I buried my face in the pillow and sighed, restless.
I regreted the days of selfishly lazing around wasting my life when I could have been living when now I didn't even know I had that choice anymore. The cold blank walls echoed the complete despair of the situation.
I rose from the bed and studied my surroundings closer. It was still night. Where was he?
I slipped past the doorway and out into the hall. The halls were empty. I carelessly glided my hands against the wall while I ghosted down the hallways. I found a mirror in the hallway. I reached my hand out to the figure there and was shocked that it replied in the same manner.
No this wasn't me. This pale, thin, girl was merely a mask of agony. Behind was the same old Aubrey I assured myself, but the longer I stared at the reflection the harder time I had convincing myself that it was. My hand graced the side of the mirror and I kept moving.
I slid through the halls and was passing all the patients' rooms. Each sleeping face had peace etched in their face. They were at rest, at least until morning. Then the tax of living would be paid in full again when they woke.
I yawned silently. Should I go back to my room? I passed by the room with the pews, It was our little makeshift church. The door was tightly shut. I kept going.
I made it to the wall. The hall was done. It had ended just like the lives of so many before me. I sighed and walked back the way I'd come. As I passed by the church room I heard a quiet sob. I went over to the door and opened it slightly, praying it wouldn't make a noise.
I saw him on his knees. Praying.
"God,I know we haven't been on the best terms recently but I-I think it'd be good if we were. I just came here to ask that you bless and protect everyone I love. My mother, Who I now needs it... she umm, is quite distraught over, you know my condition. And Aubrey, well she, she could use all the help she can get. She sick right now and, and I really don't want her to go." Jude's woice wracked with sobs.
"She's so beautiful and she means the world to me. I love her so much, and she doesn't deserve to die." Jude composed himself, "Well I guess this is it. Uh, amen."
I fled from the room and ran back to mine. I crawled into the bed and made it look
I regreted the days of selfishly lazing around wasting my life when I could have been living when now I didn't even know I had that choice anymore. The cold blank walls echoed the complete despair of the situation.
I rose from the bed and studied my surroundings closer. It was still night. Where was he?
I slipped past the doorway and out into the hall. The halls were empty. I carelessly glided my hands against the wall while I ghosted down the hallways. I found a mirror in the hallway. I reached my hand out to the figure there and was shocked that it replied in the same manner.
No this wasn't me. This pale, thin, girl was merely a mask of agony. Behind was the same old Aubrey I assured myself, but the longer I stared at the reflection the harder time I had convincing myself that it was. My hand graced the side of the mirror and I kept moving.
I slid through the halls and was passing all the patients' rooms. Each sleeping face had peace etched in their face. They were at rest, at least until morning. Then the tax of living would be paid in full again when they woke.
I yawned silently. Should I go back to my room? I passed by the room with the pews, It was our little makeshift church. The door was tightly shut. I kept going.
I made it to the wall. The hall was done. It had ended just like the lives of so many before me. I sighed and walked back the way I'd come. As I passed by the church room I heard a quiet sob. I went over to the door and opened it slightly, praying it wouldn't make a noise.
I saw him on his knees. Praying.
"God,I know we haven't been on the best terms recently but I-I think it'd be good if we were. I just came here to ask that you bless and protect everyone I love. My mother, Who I now needs it... she umm, is quite distraught over, you know my condition. And Aubrey, well she, she could use all the help she can get. She sick right now and, and I really don't want her to go." Jude's woice wracked with sobs.
"She's so beautiful and she means the world to me. I love her so much, and she doesn't deserve to die." Jude composed himself, "Well I guess this is it. Uh, amen."
I fled from the room and ran back to mine. I crawled into the bed and made it look
