| Chapter 5 |
| Many more months had
passed until the dreary and deathly winter months passed and turned to
spring. The snow melted and left re-budding flowers and leaves in
its wake. Spring quickly turned into summer and it was then a
fateful day had come to view. Eighteen lied on her bed curled up the best she could from her swollen abdomen. Pain shot through her body and she felt the burning tears running down her cheeks. She sat helplessly as the courses of nature took place within her body. "Eighteen? Are you all right?" Seventeen asked while peering in through the doorway. He watched her as she trembled in utter pain and fear. She sobbed quietly to herself as she felt the pain increase once again. Seventeen lowered his eyes to the floor and stepped away from the room and he moved stiffly down the hall to the living room. He wanted so much to do something for his sister but he was no use to her at this time. Damn it. How do those pathetic humans go through this part of life? He wondered as he continued to move slowly down the hall. He knew that she needed him right now, but what could he do? There was absolutely nothing in his power to help her what so ever. And that thought scared him. "But perhaps," he thought aloud as the brilliant idea popped in his head. With his mind made up, he ran to the door and took flight at the doorstep. He slammed the door shut in a hurry and continued on his way into the busy town. Heavy sobs continued to choke Eighteen's ability to even breathe. After hearing her brother bail out of the house she felt vulnerable and afraid. She was in a defenseless and a very weakened condition. Even a man with the right equipment could destroy her right now. Her mind was in an abyss making her lose track of time. At least an hour had passed since she had last seen or heard any sign of her brother, but that was only a rough estimate on her account. The pain that she was encountering had steadily become more severe and also more rapid. Her breathing was hard and she could barely catch her breathe because of it. In the midst of it all though, she could have sworn that she heard a door open and the sound of footsteps stomping around on the wooden floors. But the pain overwhelmed her once again and it was its strongest yet. She felt her mouth open and a scream of pain exited without her permission. She clutched herself as she tried to ease the pain but it did nothing for her. "Eighteen!" a cry came from her brother as he ran desperately into her room. "Seventeen, help!" she choked out as she saw her brother come sit next to her aid. He did the only thing he could think of and he took her hand into his. "Shhh," he cooed back trying to calm her down. "Where did you go?" she barely squeaked out. "I went to try and find help, but then I decided against it. No doctor would help to bear a child of your womb. They would rather see it stuck with a thousand needles and then thrown into the ocean to drown. Now please, be quiet and concentrate on yourself." Seventeen kneeled down with her hand still in his and with his free hand he gently stroked the back of hers. "I promised...that I would be here..." |
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