Hi everyone :) So... There IS a reason that I haven't been updating as much, and NO I haven't died or been swallowed by the earth, nor have I been updated by aliens, or anything like that, The reason is that I just haven't had the time, I have had SOOOOOO much homework on these last few first weeks back at school and I have been doing things with friends and other various things, and I'm sorry if you are disappointed this fic hasn't got a regular update schedule, or you just really, really, REAAAALLLYYY want updates. Ill try and make them more frequent, buuuuuuuuuuuuuuttttttt... No promises! :P
ANYWAYS ONWARDS WITH WHAT YOU ACTUALLY CAME HERE TO READ!
I sat on the bed with my eyes closed, listening to the sounds of all of the machines beeping and making their funny sounds. I was caught off guard by the doctor knocking on the door and entering. I opened my eyes and sat up to look at him. I was annoyed that he had interrupted me, this was the only source of comfort I could find these days, besides of course my Mother and my dear Brother. Whenever the Doctor came in my heart would stop for a second. He always brings bad news and tragedy... As if my life wasn't screwed up enough...
"Don't look so upset Amelia! Its another letter from your brother." He informed me. I was jolted out of my annoyed faze and a bright smile appeared on my face. I reached my hand forwards eagerly for him to place the letter in it, he did. I ripped open the envelope and un folded the letter...
Dear Mel (and mum)
It seem like so long since I have had the chance to talk to you... I hope you haven't thought I forgot about you and Mum because I can tell you that I haven't! You two are on my mind every minute of every day. I miss you and mum dearly! And I cannot wait to see you both... In two days! Thats right little sis! We won and they are sending us back to our families tomorrow! Ill see you both soon! (Sorry this is so short we are packing up)
All of my love
Sam XOXO
I started to cry...
Not sad tears of course! Joyful happy tears! The Doctor excused himself from the room, to give me a moment.
I remember when he announced that he was signing up to go and fight in Iraq, I cried for I think, two days... That was three years ago...
Not long after that I came across my first sign of Cancer, I thought it nothing, just a small bump, but... It grew worse and worse after that After endless weeks of operations and drugs and almost dying, I overcame it... For a little while at least... Then It came back. The doctor says that I have about a year and a bit to live and the most... Mum had cried a lot after when he announced that, I kinda just sat there and shrugged the news off like a speck of dust...
People think I'm this brave, smart, independent, Cancer fighter, but, the truth is... Im not, I am none of those things and the truth is... I cry myself to sleep, every night, I have mini heart attacks every time that Doctor walks through the door, Im scared that when he does he will tell me that my life has been shorted even more, or that they cannot do anything for me anymore, that they have a letter from the army telling me that my brother has died... But above all of that... I'm scared to tell Sam that the Cancer has come back, that its worse, that there is no way of overcoming it... That I'm as good as dead...
I remember that he had been so happy when he found out I had "Overcome it", he had written me a four page letter explaining every detail of his emotions, and congratulating me...
I reached over the the table beside my hospital bed and grabbed a silver and black box, I opened the lid and placed the letter gently in. These where all of the letters that he had sent me in the last three years. Don't get me wrong, the box was overflowing, but part of me felt like there wasn't enough...
I was snapped out of my thoughts by a blood curdling scream, It happens all of theme here, screaming, crying, dying... Its just how it works... But, something about it seemed wrong...
I wanted to know what the problem was so she pressed the button beside her bed that called the Doctor in, I waited for about ten minutes but he still didn't come, I tried to sit up but a shot of pain burst through me and I was winded.
"Hello?" I called out, More screams followed. I was starting to get really worried.
"Hello!?" I called out. I saw the silhouettes of people running down the halls as more and more screams where heard. I reached over and pressed the button shakily. I did this continuously until a gun shot fired through the air, I snatched my hand back off of the button.
I decided that I would have to get up seeing as though no one was going to come and help me, so I lunged my legs over the side of the bed and sat there willing myself to get up and move. The door burst open and the military came in.
"What the h-" I questioned in a shaky and scared voice.
"Miss you'll have to come with us..." One officer announced.
"To where? Why? What is happening?!" I asked, he shook his had firmly.
"We are going to Washington, An Infection outbreak has leaked into the world and we have to take the sick and injured there." He answered bluntly. I sat there taking in everything.
"What kind of Infection?" I asked, he just rolled his eyes obviously annoyed with how many questions I was asking.
"The kind that brings the dead back to life..." He answered, I thought about if for a second, that was crazy! But these officers didn't have smiles on their faces, this must have been real...
"Now, If your done asking questions, the helicopter is waiting for us..." He said. I shook my head again.
"No... Im not going to Washington without my Mother..." I told him sharply. He whispered something to the officer beside him. The officer came and picked me up bridal style.
"No! No! Please! I can't go without my Mother and my Brother is coming back from Iraq in two days!" I pleaded. The officer shook his head.
"Sorry Miss... We have a job to do..." He sighed. I felt tears pour down my face while I realised that I would probably never see my Mother or Brother ever again in my life... One of the Officers in the back bought up to us and handed me him phone.
"Now I want you to realise I never do this...Ever... But I can't imagine what this must be like for you... How old are you anyways? fifteen? Sixteen? Eighteen?" He asked.
"S- sixteen" I sobbed. He gave me a small smile and ran back into formation. He was so kind...I franticly entered my Mums number and called her. It took three trys but eventually she picked up.
"Hello?" She asked in a whisper. I shucked in a breath. Why did she have to whisper?
"M- Mum?" I asked. She started to cry.
"O- Oh Amelia! Oh I was so worried about you! I was on my way to get you! B- But they stopped me... They are taking me to Washington..." She cried.
"They are taking me to Washington too!" I yelped. She cried even more.
"Ill find you baby girl! I prom-" The phone like Cut out and all that was left was a long beep. I looked back at the man who had given me his phone to see he was gone.
We arrived on the rooftop and I saw a large military helicopter sitting there proud and loud. The officer who was carrying me put me in and buckled me up.
"Just do what the man says..." He told me and closed the door. The helicopter lifted off and flew away. I looked back to the ground to see two officers carrying another officer up the stairs and laid him down. He had a large potion of him stomach ripped open, blood and guts spurting out. I squinted my eyes and saw that he was the Officer that gave me his phone... I clutched said phone in my hands.
"Thank you so much..." I whispered.
Well, there we have Amelia. Next part will be Sam's part and that will be the last backstory (OMG HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?!) Anyways... Sorry if the character you submitted wasn't picked, I told you all at the beginning that I only have room for 10 characters and and I think that I'm actually doing 11... oops... Ill try and fit them in somewhere in the story when there are less characters buuuut right now I can't... Sorry.
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Until Next time
Izzy xx