Once again, I own nothing related to rent.

Wash, rinse, repeat.

Chapter up!


The gauzy, white curtains fluttered in the gentle spring breeze, and the smell of honeysuckle filled the cream colored room. A small twin bed with light blue sheets and pillows sat perpendicular to the window, allowing the warm breeze to flutter across the pale cheeks of an emaciated red head.

"Amy?" Her hoarse whisper echoed in the emptiness of the sterile room of the clinic.

A tall, thin blonde poked her head into the room, her small, curly waves bouncing as she scowled at the red head who was struggling to sit up in her bed.

"Mary, what did I tell you about resting?" Amy said as she strode across the room, her legs carrying her over to the girl in long strides. "Don't try to sit up, you have to save your strength." She said as she adjusted the pillows and brought Mary up into a sitting position.

Mary looked at Amy with disgust. "I'm your older sister, shouldn't I be the one helping you?"

Amy turned away, trying to hide the tears rising in her eyes as she bit her bottom lip, trying to stop the growing wetness from coming. When she felt she could turn around and not let her emotions get the best of her she replied, "Oh Mary, just calm down and let me help you for once!"

"Well… alright, as long as you don't tell anyone." Mary said allowing her younger sister to fluff her pillows and check to be sure she was comfortable.

Amy pulled up a chair to the side of her sister's bed, and took a look around the room.

If you only looked at the bed, and out the window, you couldn't tell you were at the hospital, you couldn't tell there was anything wrong with this picture at all. But the beeping of the machines clearly told you that this was a hospital room, no matter how much they tried to hide it.

"Amy?" Mary said, catching her sister's attention.

"Yeah?"

"I just wanted to let you know, I really appreciate you taking care of me."

"It's fine…"

"No, it's not fine. I really haven't been there for you since I moved away, and well… just thanks for all this."

"Sure, anytime."

"And Amy?"

"Yeah?"

"Stay with me please? Don't leave tonight?"

"Anything you say, sis."

That night was the most beautiful sunset either girl had ever seen in her life. Gazing out the window together reminded them of camping with their parents in the mountains on their summer vacations when they were younger.

"Hey do you remember the time mom thought the only way to keep the bears away was to run around clicking sticks and pouring water around the tent before we went to sleep?" Mary laughed to her sister.

"Yeah, I can't believe she bought that story. Although, I think seeing mom running around banging sticks together was worth sleeping in a semi-wet sleeping bag." Amy replied.

Mary laughed and began coughing.

"Are you ok?" Amy said, getting up from her chair by the bed and rushing to her sister's side.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine," Mary said after a few more seconds of deep coughs that shook her chest, and shook some of the comfort of the evening from Amy.

"Why don't you lie down and rest?"

"No, no, I'm fine, I want to stay up with you." The older sister managed to say, as she attempted to smile, though Amy could tell it hurt her to do so.

But that's when things started getting bad, that's when the blood started coming up. It stained the pillow cases as Mary turned her head, trying to push the wracking coughs back.

"That's too much blood." Amy said. "I better go get the nurse." She said as she rose from her sister's side and ran to the door.

Mary's face started paling.

Amy turned to run backto her, but she noticed her feet seemed stuck to the floor. She couldn't move. She couldn't move her legs, they were like lead that were somehow attached to the floor.

The room was spinning, Amy opened her mouth to call for help, but nothing came.

She was standing at the door, unable to move while Mary began shaking and trembling, her eyes rolling back in her head, as she began thrashing her head from side to side, coughing up blood.

Amy stared in disbelief as she saw her sister's red hair fall out, and her once rosy and freckled skin turn a pasty gray.

She screamed, but still nothing came. She felt her face begin to grow hot and her throat tighten. Amy was screaming for help, screaming for someone to come and help her, but she wasn't heard.

All the time Mary was getting worse.

Her gray skin began curling like burning paper, exposing bone. She was rotting before Amy's eyes.

Amy was falling hard and fast, screaming at the top of her lungs, not being heard. Falling into the darkness.

"Amy, don't forget… Amy… Amy… Amy…" Mary chanted at her from above


more coming later... ohhh what's going onnnn! haha who knows, its in my mind.

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