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'It's almost as if I am completely numb. I heard Michael confirm my worst suspicions, and I want to scream and cry and wail. But I'm not - I can't. It's like all my feelings have left my body. I feel hollow, like I will never be whole again. Like those memories that I don't have any longer are never going to come, I will never remember them again. And I'm helpless to do anything about it. I can't make myself remember, I can't make what Sark did to me go away, I can't make this baby go away.well.I could.but God, no, I couldn't - I can't.
And Michael wants to help me. He wants to support me, this child that isn't even his. I can't even remember most of the things that he did for me in the time we knew each other - but he can. I can't remember what he looked like when I first laid eyes on him - but he can. He knows all of these things that I don't think I'll ever remember. Ever. He's holding me right now. Telling me everything's going to be all right - that he'll be here for me. Always. Forever. I believe him. I know he'd never lie to me. He loves me. He always has. God, what did I do to deserve him? '
"Michael?" Sydney whispered softly.
"Hmm?"
"Can you get me something to eat? I mean, I'm starving. Could you get me - "
"Sure. What would you like?" Michael replied as he pulled away from their embrace.
"Whatever. Just something. I'm getting hunger pains."
"No problem. Be back in a 'sec."
'Great. Now if I can just get to the bathroom and get back before he gets back, I'll be doing good.'
Sydney carefully got to the edge of her hospital bed and slowly stood up. She slowly shuffled over towards the bathroom.
Suddenly a sharp pain ripped through her body and she collapsed into a heap on the hard cold tile.
A pool of blood soon surrounded her hips and thighs.
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'It's almost as if I am completely numb. I heard Michael confirm my worst suspicions, and I want to scream and cry and wail. But I'm not - I can't. It's like all my feelings have left my body. I feel hollow, like I will never be whole again. Like those memories that I don't have any longer are never going to come, I will never remember them again. And I'm helpless to do anything about it. I can't make myself remember, I can't make what Sark did to me go away, I can't make this baby go away.well.I could.but God, no, I couldn't - I can't.
And Michael wants to help me. He wants to support me, this child that isn't even his. I can't even remember most of the things that he did for me in the time we knew each other - but he can. I can't remember what he looked like when I first laid eyes on him - but he can. He knows all of these things that I don't think I'll ever remember. Ever. He's holding me right now. Telling me everything's going to be all right - that he'll be here for me. Always. Forever. I believe him. I know he'd never lie to me. He loves me. He always has. God, what did I do to deserve him? '
"Michael?" Sydney whispered softly.
"Hmm?"
"Can you get me something to eat? I mean, I'm starving. Could you get me - "
"Sure. What would you like?" Michael replied as he pulled away from their embrace.
"Whatever. Just something. I'm getting hunger pains."
"No problem. Be back in a 'sec."
'Great. Now if I can just get to the bathroom and get back before he gets back, I'll be doing good.'
Sydney carefully got to the edge of her hospital bed and slowly stood up. She slowly shuffled over towards the bathroom.
Suddenly a sharp pain ripped through her body and she collapsed into a heap on the hard cold tile.
A pool of blood soon surrounded her hips and thighs.
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