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Chapter 2

I looked at him lying on the bed and couldn't believe how someone who was usually so full of life could now be so still and silent. It seemed he was barely breathing and for a second I panicked but he had so many tubes and wires attached to him that I knew one of them would have picked up anything just slightly abnormal.

My eyes kept coming back to his face. It was far too pale and again I saw all the blood spilling from his chest onto the ground. I shivered and forced myself to push the sight out of my mind but I knew it would never be far away.

It had been three days since Harper was shot. Three days since I had head his voice or seen him bouncing around. Trance seemed to think that it was good for him to rest and assured me that his body was slowly healing but I couldn't believe that it could be good for anyone to stay this still for so long.

The worst thing was that I couldn't do anything for him. All I could do was sit here watching him. Making sure that nothing else happened. Nothing else I could have prevented.

Trance came in looking exhausted, she had hardly slept but at least she had caught a few hours, normally when I was sitting here. She always came in to tell me to go and get some sleep after she had rested and after the first day I knew it was useless arguing but I hated the order. I told myself that the reason I just lay in my quarters staring blankly at the wall not sleeping was so that if anything happened I could be by his side instantly; but that wasn't the real reason. I knew that if I slept I would see it all again, relieve the experience. I couldn't do it, couldn't see him shot over and over again, I wasn't strong enough.

The solution was simple I wouldn't sleep at all. It had worked for nearly 72 hours now but I was getting exhausted and could feel my eyes drifting, every so often I had to pull myself back to the present. I knew I had to stay awake. That I couldn't and wouldn't go to sleep, but my body longed for the rest and healing. The rest and healing I knew wouldn't come; there was no healing in bloodstained bodies. I had to find someway to stop from falling asleep. So far I had been living off caffeine but it wasn't strong enough. I knew there was only one other way.