(Angie POV!)
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Chapter Twenty-nine – Goodbye
The pain was numbing. It was as if I was falling down a hill. It was rough at first, making several bones break and quake and tremble, the pain making me wish death would come fast and soon. But then I thought of Collin, and he saved me. I could withstand the pain, for him, and be with him. The world wasn't earth anymore, it was Collin. And then suddenly, things got better. It was like, the hill I was falling on had gotten softer and… sweeter. And suddenly, I was in nice, warm water. The water went uphill. I was getting higher and higher, and the pain was trailing behind, too heavy and solid to be carried by the water. I smiled.
I felt so airy. And invincible, like no one in the world could take me down! And no one could! I am ANGIE! Ha-ha… That sounds kind a weird, echoing in my head like that… I let out a small giggle as the river carried me even higher.
Collin POV
Carlisle was in the kitchen, talking to Sam about something or another about Angie or me… I wasn't really listening. I was just watching her. She had immediately started to heal, and thankfully nothing mended in the wrong way. Carlisle had given her lots and lots of morphine because she was of course, a wolf, and since her body heat was so high, he needed to give her extra, but now he was worried he might have given her overdose.
I saw Angie smile slightly in her sleep, and then giggle a few minutes later. My heart pounded. I was still feeling pain, unimaginable pain for her being so hurt, but it was dying down with her pain. Yet, I still knew I deserved every ounce of pain that came my way. If only… if only I had told her to put her to make sure she had her seatbelt on, then maybe she wouldn't be in this mess… she wouldn't be hurting… she wouldn't be injured or scarred or anything of the sort. My hands seemed to be permanently hooked onto her arm, softly of course, but still hooked. Suddenly, her eyelids fluttered… and opened.
"GUYS! You guys… she's awake! She's awake!" My voice had started out loud and happy, but had grown quiet and melancholy. Tears started slipping down my face. I was rejoicing because she was alive… I wouldn't have to be rejoicing because of that if I had only said or done something...
Angie POV
I opened my eyes, my head still pounding from how wonderful I had felt. I was pretty good now, and I didn't feel pain. I grinned and turned to face the opposite direction… My eyes first laid on Embry and Cassie. He had his arms wrapped around her and his head resting on top of hers lightly. Their faces were distraught, and their breath caught. But, what came next really had me reeling. Collin was kneeling at my knees, his face bunched up in despair, and his eyes looked as though someone had been torturing him in the worst way possible. But, what really caught me were the tears, rolling hard and fast down his face. I hadn't seen or heard him cry since Brady died, and he had shielded his body to me, guarding me against seeing him in that state. And that had three years ago, the memory kind of cloudy already since I had tried to forget it.
I reached up slowly and a placed a finger on one of his tears. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, I didn't like him crying… "Collin..? What's wrong? What happened?" I asked, panicking now. Something horrible must have happened if he was crying in front of me like this. He swallowed and brushed back my hair. And suddenly, I was aware of a pressure on my entire body. Like, everything was being put back together.
I had only experienced this once before. Once, a couple of months ago, me and Jesse got into a fight. It was a friendly fight, like all the wolves did, but I ended up with some injuries, and a little bit of blood was spilled from both me and him. Of course, Collin went berserk on him, but one thing I remembered most was that the feeling of being heeled so quickly. It was… this feeling. Oh crap.
My head flooded with images of what happened only… hours? Days? Sooner… I gasped and bolted up, my head spinning. "Oh! Oh Collin, oh my freaking God! Did that honestly just happen?" Collin nodded slowly, a little painfully as well. I groaned.
"Wonderful… How long ago?" I asked. He sighed. "It was… about ten hours ago." He said quietly. I groaned again.
"THIS IS HORRIBLE! My reputation is just ruined! I almost freaking died because of a fucking tree? I am never going to live through this… Maybe I should win a fight with Paul… wouldn't be too difficult…" I murmured, I had to think of some way to redeem myself. Everyone looked at me for a second, then burst out laughing.
"That is so…. you, Angie." Cassie giggled, as Paul scoffed, "Please, I would so win! And if you could beat me, which you can't, then it would be the hardest thing you'd ever done." I rolled my eyes.
"Pa-lease, the hardest thing I've ever done is having sex with Collin for more then two minutes, and that's so hard, I haven't either accomplished it yet." Everyone except for Embry grinned.
"Not funny." He and Collin said at the same time, though Collin was smiling. I frowned. "Fine, the hardest thing I've ever done is make a self-portrait, but you have to admit, it would be pretty hard to capture this beauty completely!" I said gesturing to myself. Collin groaned as everyone else gave me disbelieving looks.
Suddenly, another thought entered my mind and I bolted upward. "WAIT! Where's mom?" I asked my thoughts far from the joking atmosphere that had been in place before. Everyone looked at their hands at this, except for Embry and Collin. Embry flinched painfully and drew Cassie closer to him, and Collin seized my hand immediately, pulling me close to him.
"Angie, babe… Your mom's… Well, we were going to wait for you to wake up before…" Collin swallowed and gently lowered me to the couch. My anger blazed. "Cut the crap, Collin. Is my mom okay?" I asked. He squeezed my hand gently before shaking his head know. My heart jumped once, before sinking. My breath caught and tears emerged in my eyes.
"W-why? What's wrong with her?" I whispered shakily. Collin put an arm around my shoulder.
"There were a bunch of medical terms… but, long-story short, she's brain dead. You guys crashed into a tree, and after you fell out and rammed into the other tree… it cracked in half and fell on the wreckage." Collin said slowly, sadness in his words. It looked like he was admitting a murder case, and he knew that he would be placed in the Guillotine. I could feel my heart thudding in my ears.
"W-what? But… How is that?" I felt dizzy, my head was spinning. So many things were running through my head… Collin shushed me.
"Angie, they need the machines for other people… they're going to have to take her off sometime. You need to say your goodbye. Now." He said slowly. The words jabbed at me, making my breathing rocket and my palms go sweaty.
"Angie…" Embry walked over to me, putting his arms around me. It would be hard for him too. Mom wasn't the best parent in the world; there were lots of drunken nights, even a couple of high nights. But, she was still the only one we had, and now, there was no one. The tears came fast and silently down my face. My shoulders were shaking as he pulled me to my feet.
Looking me squarely in the face, he asked, "Are you ready?" I stared at him for a moment before answering, "No," But, I still slipped my hand into Collin's and managed to follow him and Cassie out the door and to the car.
I could hear everything around me as though multiplied a hundred times, yet, it still seemed muted, from a different world. I felt this terrible numbness pressing down on my chest, my mind was set on auto-pilot… until I got outside of mom's room. I took a step backward into Collin's chest, as though the door was a large knife, falling, coming closer and closer to… "Angie… Come one, you can do this. Everyone'll out in the hallway if you need anybody," urged Embry as Collin nodded. I swallowed. Cautiously, I reached a hand out for the knob, turning it slowly.
Mom was lying in the bed, her chest moving up and down slowly. The machines keeping her alive were beeping at regular intervals, making the situation seem worse, if that was possible. She seemed flimsy and breakable. I walked towards her, my whole body shaking, but not from anger.
"Mom… I'm so, so sorry. I didn't mean… goodbye. I love you. You should have stayed longer." I looked away from her lifeless body, I could hardly stand it. I tore out of the room and ran to Collin, burying my face in his chest. My sobs echoed down the hallway, sending chills up my back. Mom's gone. She's really gone.
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