The officer looked at Trudy with an angry yet comforting stare. "Miss? Was there a message there?" he asked her; not leaving his gaze from her eyes.
"Yes! There was a message there! I'm not going crazy if that's what you think!!"
"Nobody said you're going craz-"
"Well……that's what you're thinking!"
Trudy squirmed in Jake's arms; who was now holding her. The officer looked at her friends and asked, "Did anybody else see the message?"
"Yes," Clear spoke, "I didn't see it but she told us that there was a message saying that one of her friends was going to die."
"What exactly did the message say?" The officer turned his gaze back to the squirming Trudy. Trudy calmed down and looked at the officer with sad, blue eyes.
"The message said that someone dear to me was going to die. It said that death will not give up; no matter what we do. It also said how he was going to die," Trudy breathed heavily now; remembering everything the message said was to much for her. "How did he die?" The officer was going calmly on her now; listening attentively.
"He died because of a fence----didn't you investigate it?----Also, my other friend died. She was the next one to die……"
Everybody stayed silent; Trudy's body shook with fright and anger; and a whole mess of different emotions that were too hard to describe.
Trudy was angry; sad; happy; joyful; but not in a good way. She was breathing hard and in gasps. As if she was drowning; she could almost feel the salt water burning her throat and insides. Was this a sign? She couldn't know; she couldn't comprehend it anyway. Suddenly, she started coughing. "Trudy? Are you okay?"
Jake's voice was distant; far away. As if she were in water and her ears were clogged up. She felt a drowning feeling; as if she were at the beach and nobody was there to save her from drowning.
Her coughs came harder and with more force. She needed water……no. That would make it worse than it already was. She already felt like if water; or another liquid; was in her system. "Trudy? Are you okay?" Clear's voice was distant too; and so was Jake's and Kimberly's. The officer was looking at her with fright.
Suddenly, Trudy started coughing up blood. She didn't know why; or how; because she was healthy. She has never had a disease that could kill her. The blood was splashing on everything; her friends; the officer; the couch; the floor; the lamp. It was all happening so fast. She didn't know for what reason blood kept being coughed up. She was dying. She knew it. She and Jake were the last ones that died in her premonition. There was no specific order; but with these symptoms; she was meant to die first. And she didn't know why.
"Come on Trudy," Clear smiled, "We're going to take you to the hospital."
Jake took out his mobile phone and dialed Trudy's mom's cellphone. Jake told her what was happening and her mom, dad and sister were headed to the hospital at the same time she was going.
The officer called an ambulance and they came in a hurry. They put Trudy on a stretcher and entered her in the ambulance. Jake wanted to be with her; but the paramedics said that they needed her to be alone.
At the hospital, the paramedics rushed Trudy to a room to examine her. Her parents, sister, Jake, Clear and Kimberly were all in the waiting room, worried about Trudy. "I wonder why she started coughing up blood? That's not normal," Clear stated. The others looked at her and couldn't help but let out a nod.
Jake started pacing the room; thoughts of Trudy dying running through his mind. "No……"
"No what Jake?" Mrs. Chesterfield asked, confusion evident on her face.
"Trudy can't die!"
"How do we know she's going to die? Maybe she just ate something bad……" Catherine encouraged. "You don't cough up blood for eating something bad Catherine," Mr. Chesterfield added. Catherine looked down and sighed, "I guess you're right,"
It was getting dark out and Mr. & Mrs. Chesterfield decided to stay. "Let me stay," Jake pleaded but was turned back with a forceful shake of the head from Mr. Chesterfield. They stayed with Catherine. Clear and Kimberly stayed; just to make sure. "I think he should stay," Kimberly said. "Why?" Mr. Chesterfield asked. "Because he died with Trudy in the premonition so we have to keep an eye on him. You wouldn't want him to die now would you?"
"I guess you're right. You can stay Jake." Mrs. Chesterfield said with a smile. Jake's eyes illuminated with joy.
In the hospital room, Trudy clutched the sheets on her bed with a death grip. If she died, she wouldn't have a chance to save her boyfriend. If she didn't, then that'll be better because she would be able to save him. She had no idea why she started coughing up the blood she did.
Sweat poured down her forehead and she woke up suddenly; her eyes bulging out of their sockets. Did she just have a premonition? Probably.
Her clear river blue eyes darted around the room; searching for anything that can be used to kill her. Syringes; the curtains; the chairs. Anything in the hospital room could be dangerous to her.
She had to call the nurse to safe proof the room……no. The nurse would think she was crazy like everybody else did.
She heard the door creak open and she forced her eyes to move to where the sound came from. Her mother stood at her door smiling at her. She walked to her bed and she took her hand.
"Are you feeling better honey?"
Trudy looked at her mother; she was looking at her like if she was a stranger. "I'm fine," she managed.
Her mother then started breaking into uncontrollable sobs. "I was so afraid that you were going to die!" she said, clutching her hand. "I'm so afraid to lose you……"
Trudy moved her free hand to her mother's hand and engulfed her hand with hers. "I'm going to be fine, mom. No need to worry,"
How Trudy wished that that would be true. She wished that her own words won over her thoughts.
"Could you do me a favor?"
Mrs. Chesterfield looked up. "Of course sweetie. What do you need?"
"I need you to safe proof this room; make it safe. You never know when death will strike,"
Her mother looked at Trudy with confused eyes. "Please mom. I need to feel safe." Trudy had a pleading tone and that made her mom nod. "Of course honey."
Mrs. Chesterfield hid the syringes, closed the windows, covered the chairs with plastic covering and duct taped the walls and the IV stand. "Is that better?"
Trudy smiled. "Yes. Thank you mommy."
Mrs. Chesterfield nodded and sat back down on the plastic covered chair.
Trudy couldn't hold her eyes open any longer. They shut out the world and Trudy went into oblivion.
Two hours later, Trudy woke up. The sun shone into the room through the closed curtain shades. Trudy opened her eyes slowly and surveyed her room. She was surprised to see Jake, Catherine, Clear, Kimberly and her parents in the same room as hers.
A nurse entered the room with a sun shine smile and holding a note pad. "I have very good news," said she.
Everybody jerked awake and paid attention to the nurse. "Trudy isn't dying. She was just coughing blood because……"
"Because what?" Jake asked.
"She's pregnant."
Her parents dropped their mouths open. Jake's eyes shone with excitement. Clear and Kimberly were happy at the news and Catherine was jumping up and down with joy.
Everybody looked at Trudy to see her expression. She had the same look as all of them; only mixed.
The nurse left the note pad on her bed and left. Clear walked up to the side of Trudy's bed. "Congratulations Trudy. A new life will be born,"
