Chapter 10
***Lauirna's POV**
My heart sank and I just stared at him. What did he mean by that? My sister…no. I tried every possible scenario in my head but it didn't, like, none of them amounted to her….not coming back to me.
"What do you mean? She couldn't have…she can't leave me alone in this world. No…please. Does she need a new heart? I'll give her mine, but please, please, go back and save her" I pleaded with him, my knees to the floor but my heart six feet under.
He just stared at me, not moving, not speaking. I couldn't handle it, how could I be alone? Where would I start?
As this thoughts started making their way into my head, I felt my heart clog up and so did my lungs, breathing became shallow and I…my heart…I felt like ripping my heart out.
I just knelt there, the ringing in my ears, oxygen low and I started gasping for air, and then, I looked down to my sweaty palms and everything started looking like a blur.
I looked up and saw a familiar face but I couldn't pin it, because my vision was barely steady for me to see my hands, before I completely blacked out.
"Heather" I gasped, letting my body kiss the floor.
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I woke up to see a drip connected to my hand, and I looked around and remembered what happened and I didn't wait, as I disconnected the drip and walked out of my room, going to meet my sister.
"Heather?" I said, hearing my voice crack as pain shot up my throat.
"Miss! Miss!" I heard a female voice call to me, but I didn't bother turning back, stumbling on my way forward, but not stopping
I walked, going back to operating theater where I remembered I last saw my sister. I stood at the door trying to enter but I couldn't.
"Heather! Open up, open up. Please, my sister's in there" I said, banging on the door really hard.
My heart couldn't take it, and my brain couldn't process it, nothing made sense. I literally saw her sixteen hours ago, so how could she be gone?
I had agreed to follow her for her ultrasound and I saw her eyes light up, she was so excited, so healthy. What happened under those thirteen hours that I wasn't home?
"Take her" I heard the same voice that broke the news and as I turned to him, I didn't get the chance to move as I felt a sharp pain in my neck and I felt my legs wobble beneath me as if it felt too small to carry my body, as everything blurred around me and I finally let my eyes close.
*****
I slowly turned in my bed, took weak to open my eyes but my ears were alert.
"So.. what's going to happen?" I heard a familiar male voice. Devin.
What was he doing here?
"The news of her sister's death…I think it sent her into a shock" That was the doctor that announced my sister's death.
I played his voice in my head, as I tried registering his name. Ahh, Dr. Byheli.
"I don't really know how to say this, but she might actually have to see a therapist or a doctor after this. I've had so many patients that had this kind of reaction to hearing their relatives died" He spoke again.
"I'm sorry, did you say relative?" Devin asked, in a hushed tone.
"Yes…her sister was the one that died" He told him and I soon heard silence, as I moved my head.
The voices were playing in my head, the same announcements.
"I'm sorry, we lost her. Your mother couldn't make it, her head slammed so hard onto the floor" The words slipped into my head.
"I'm sorry, she's..she could couldn't make it" They all sounded in my head.
"Please, stop. Stop, saying that….stop saying that" I murmured, as I felt a hand shake me gently.
"Laura! Laura?" I heard Devin call my name, but the voices were too loud.
'Laura, mama…is..she's no more' Heather voice rang, taking me back to that chilly, rainy nights.
I heard hushed voices from the background and they were becoming clearer.
"Laurina?" I heard his voice clear this time, as I managed to drown the nose, the smell, the heartaches.
I slowly opened my eyes, but I just stared right on, settling my eyes on wall right opposite me. The doctor came in with a flashlight, and I saw lips moving but not hearing a word.
I couldn't believe that I had lost two of my favorite people in the world, my rock and my backbone. I had not one strength to do anything so I just laid there, but I felt a tear escape my eye, and I didn't even bother cleaning it up.
"Miss Crast?" The doctor said and I just turned my head slowly to him, not moving my eyes from the wall.
"Are you alright?" He asked me, holding his notepad, and his stethoscope. I looked at him, stared at him.
"Can I see my sister?" I asked, dryly. He just stared at me, looking between me and the nurse.
"Sure..uh, we'll arrange that. But I don't think you are…" He said but I didn't let him finish.
"I just want to see my sister. I'll be fine afterwards" I said, lowly and tired.
They nodded and left the room, and I went back to staring at the wall. I needed something to drown down the voices in my head, so I put all my concentration on the wall.
"Miss, I'll walk you" The nurse came back and she aided me to stand on my feet and she moved the drip stand along with me.
She opened a door and gave me a little hand squeeze, as they lifted the cloth from my sister's face and I saw her pale skin.
I stared at it…but, I didn't know what to feel. I stared hating the sight of her. I felt…angry, betrayed.
How could she do this? She…she was the only one I had, we were the only ones we had, and we knew that. So why did she leave me?
"Goodbye, sister. I love you to death" I whispered, and kissed her forehead, closing the sheets back, I exited the room.
I was on my way back to mine, until I saw some police officers, they saw me too and walked up to me.
"Hello. I believe you are Miss Crast? I'm Officer Will and this is my partner, Officer Glen" He said, introducing him and his partner.
"Hi, hello. How can..I..uh, help you?" I asked, tucking my hand into my hospital wear.
"We are here to ask you about, the call made from.. number 26 on Dreame Avenue" He said, looking at his notepad.
"That's my house" I said, tilting my head and squinting my eyes, furrowing my eyebrows.
"Yes, we got a call from, Heather…Heather Crast?" Glen said, widening her stance.
"Heath…why? What did she say?" I asked, as I felt my chest aching all over again.
"She called, making a statement on assault? By one Mr. Josh Helm" She said, looking at her notepad, again.
Josh? What was Josh doing in my house? And statement of assault?