P.O.V Gabriel Cunningham
Something is wrong with that kid and I don't like it. The look in his eyes was fear and anguish almost if he wanted to run away. God! I hate this! I have a feeling he is hiding something from me. "RONI, I want everything about the kid's
history even restricted information and read it to me." "Yes, Doctor Cunningham but-" I gave that computer a hard look and it decided to shut up. I bite onto my cigarette hard as I'm getting frustrated. This is so stupid. If Maria would
have shut her damn mouth, this would have never- "Doctor, I collected all the data about CR-SO1" I nod. "Alright, read it."
" The patient's name is CR-SO1. Male, age: 25 His real name is unknown. He was convicted of the Cumberland Collage incident and has a 250 year sentence. He is currently working at Resurgam as a surgeon. As a child, his parents were
alcoholics and abused him because he was always a very sick child. The medical bills were expensive and punished him through physical and mental abuse. He also stated that he was raped several times by his father. His parents died
when he was 16 and was later adopted that same year." Are you serious? His father did that to him! This is worse than I thought. I'm going to lose it. Dammit Maria! I have to talk to him but I have to notify the rest of the team. "RONI,
call Tomoe, Maria and Hank for an emergency meeting and make it quick." "Yes, doctor. The meeting will begin in 5 minutes." I ran forgetting RONI to the conference room not knowing what to say.
I swear I almost broke the door down trying to get into this damn room. But none of that matters any more. This is serious and he is my friend. "We need to discuss something about the kid." Everyone seems to be shocked about what I
had just said. "Dr. Cunningham, is his heath declining?" asks Tomoe with a concerned look. "No, he is stable but I was looking at his history and found some restricted information." I clear my throat and stare at the glass table. This is crazy and so stupid.
"What is it, Gabe?" Hank says. "He was raped by his father." When I looked up, the faces of my friends could not be described. We sat for what was a good 5 minutes in pure and utter silence. All I could hear was my words echoing in my
head. I couldn't believe it. I know this happens a lot in the world but him. After all he went through, this as well. I don't understand why he would hide this for so long? How could anyone live with that without telling anyone. "Only once,
right?" Maria swallows. I look up and see everyone waiting for my answer. "No, many times." Silence. So tragic really. This is just like a T.V drama I watched last week. It was stupid really. No wonder that the critics gave it bad reviews.
"Maria, you will talk to him." Hank says to break to silence. "What? Why me?" "You caused this to happen and you need to help him out." Maria stands up quickly and yells, "No! It's not my fault! He collapsed by himself! I didn't do it! I
was only angry!" "I've had it. I've had it! I'VE HAD IT!" I slap Maria which causes everyone to stare at me. "Listen, I don't care if you like it or not but you caused him to remember things that he should have forgotten! The kid is really sick
and if he collapses again we might be able to save him! I'm not giving you a choice in the matter! Dammit Maria, stop being such a pain in the ass and do your job!"
P.O.V CR-SO1
For some reason, I feel weaker than earlier. I know I'm going to die soon. It might be better this way that I leave the world. I've been a patient at hospitals all my life and I guess I will die here as one. But, I wish it wasn't this way. I
really don't want to die alone. I climb out of bed and walk to hallway. I want to be outside one last time. Carefully, I sneak outside and I walk to the garden which is blanketed in snow. My memories of my childhood flash in my mind. All I
could remember are the bad times I had. Maybe that was my purpose in life. To experience every pain possible and to understand the true meaning of sorrow and grief. I can't feel the cool breeze anymore. My vision is bleary and it's
getting hard to breathe. Slowly my body is falling and I let it collapse on the cold ground. I can barely see anymore and I feel my heart giving out. This is what it must feel like to die. I'm going to be here alone. Why can I have a good
moment in my life? Why I'm I always alone and abandoned? I let the tears fall on the face. All I can ever do is cry. My life is meaningless and had no importance what so ever. My eyes feel heavy and it's harder to keep them open. I hear
voices from a distance and snowflakes fall on my face. Snowflakes are so pretty and beautiful. My eyes close shut and all I see is darkness.
P.O.V Maria Torres
I can't find him anywhere. Gabe is right for once in his life and because of that I didn't punch him in the face. CR isn't in his room and I searched everywhere. Then through the window, I see the garden and there he is. Why is he out
there! I watched as he collapsed right in front of me. I page everyone to go outside to the garden and I run there as fast as I could go. "Hey! Wake up!" I lift him off the ground. I don't get a response. No….No….he isn't dead. "Please,
wake up! Say something!" I close my eyes and try to hold back the tears. "M-Maria?" I open my eyes to the voice. "Hey! Stay awake! I'm getting you back to the hospital!" "I-I-It's over for me." "Stop joking around! You're going to be
fine." "Maria, I see it in your eyes." CR whispers. He's right but I won't believe it. I feel his body go limp in my arms. "No! No! Please don't die!" I hear footsteps. Gabe and Hank takes him puts CR on the stretcher. I can't get up from the
ground. It's all my fault. "Maria, let's go." Tomoe says and she helps me up. I want him to live. If he dies, I don't know anymore.