Ana woke up in the living room an hour after the sun had risen. She woke laying on the couch...her cheeks sticky and still wet from the tears she had cried while she was sleeping.
She blinked the sleep out of her eyes and slowly sat up...her back was hurting a little today and she felt awful for the first time in a while.
She knew these new dreams had come since she had Michael's license. Just seeing the one photo of him brought back so many memories it was breaking her heart.
She had dreamed about the day they took a run for the docks...and how he had to stay behind since he had been bit.
She had dreamed about what happened if she had another chance.
She made her hands into fists...making her nails dig deep into her palms.
"No one knew what she would give for a second chance."
She then put her head into her hands and started to sob again...her chest was hitching and she just couldn't stop.
She kept seeing him standing on the dock...putting the gun under his chin.
But that wasn't how he died...he died on the island right?
She didn't know anymore...her mind was a total blur and she knew this wasn't good for the babies.
Why couldn't she understand that Michael had given them to her as a replacement after he died? Why?
She then found herself feeling sick as she rubbed her arms and tried to control herself.
Why can't he come back? why?
She was in the middle of letting out another sob when a sharp pain went through her.
She stopped crying right away and waited to feel another.
But there was nothing.
She then knew she was working herself up to much...so she got up and started to walk when it happened again.
Her eyes bugged out and she looked around...then she felt it.
Her water had broke...but it wasn't normal.
She saw what seemed to be dark blood dripping down her legs...thick and chunky. She tried her best not to scream as she looked down at her legs under her dress and then knew something was wrong.
"Not my babies..." she thought as she saw the dark blood fall to the marble floor.
She panicked and looked around in a hurry...she then felt another zap of pain hit her.
She held her stomach and cried out...it was the worst pain she had ever felt before.
It came again and her knees buckled and she feel backwards onto the hard floor hurting her head.
Her legs slowly went back and forth and she cried out with the deep pain that was rushing through her body.
"Oh God no..." she prayed as it seemed to take over her whole body.
She then got to her side and with all her strength she slowly crawled towards the door...her feet were dragging behind.
This wasn't normal...she was a nurse and knew this wasn't normal.
She cried out as her stomach kicked harder this time...never like that before and then she reached for the door knob and her fingers touched it...then fell limp.
She past out cold.