Christine didn't hear Manny yell out or feel the breeze as she ran behind her. She didn't hear the heavy footsteps racing up or down the stairs.
Her mind was stuck on an instant replay, the sound of bones breaking had been amplified in her brain and the only thing she could feel was the cold from the limp form she clutched to her chest.
It wasn't until someone lightly touched her shoulders that she realized there were three other people in the room.
Christine lifted her head up slowly and looked at the man crouching next to her. Her voice barely came out above a whisper
"My daughter . . . I think I killed her."
She watched as the Man's face changed from concern to confusion back to concern.
"Ma'am, I need to work quickly, that means I'll need you to let go of her." He said softly to her.
Christine nodded and gently laid her daughter down and backed away giving the EMT's room to work. She was in such a daze now that her breaths were deep and her tears had almost stopped flowing.
A female Paramedic came up to her "I need to know what happened."
Christine stared blankly and didn't respond.
"What you are experiencing is a form of shock, I need you to try and stay focused on me. We need as much information as possible to help your daughter anything you know could help save her." She said slowly
Christine focused and recounted find Emma unconscious and not breathing. She then told her about doing CPR and the sound.
"I think I broke something . . ." she confessed
The Woman's eyes soften and she told Christine they would do their best to save her daughter.
She then walked back over to the other's already working on her daughter.
Christine looked on as the paramedics took vitals of her daughter. Watched and listened as they worked against time.
"She's not breathing, bag her . . . "
"I can't get a pulse or any signs of life, bring out the paddles . . . "
"Charging . . . Ready CLEAR!"
Christine didn't hear Manny yell out or feel the breeze as she ran behind her. She didn't hear the heavy footsteps racing up or down the stairs.
Her mind was stuck on an instant replay, the sound of bones breaking had been amplified in her brain and the only thing she could feel was the cold from the limp form she clutched to her chest.
It wasn't until someone lightly touched her shoulders that she realized there were three other people in the room.
Christine lifted her head up slowly and looked at the man crouching next to her. Her voice barely came out above a whisper
"My daughter . . . I think I killed her."
She watched as the Man's face changed from concern to confusion back to concern.
"Ma'am, I need to work quickly, that means I'll need you to let go of her." He said softly to her.
Christine nodded and gently laid her daughter down and backed away giving the EMT's room to work. She was in such a daze now that her breaths were deep and her tears had almost stopped flowing.
A female Paramedic came up to her "I need to know what happened."
Christine stared blankly and didn't respond.
"What you are experiencing is a form of shock, I need you to try and stay focused on me. We need as much information as possible to help your daughter anything you know could help save her." She said slowly
Christine focused and recounted find Emma unconscious and not breathing. She then told her about doing CPR and the sound.
"I think I broke something . . ." she confessed
The Woman's eyes soften and she told Christine they would do their best to save her daughter.
She then walked back over to the other's already working on her daughter.
Christine looked on as the paramedics took vitals of her daughter. Watched and listened as they worked against time.
"She's not breathing, bag her . . . "
"I can't get a pulse or any signs of life, bring out the paddles . . . "
"Charging . . . Ready CLEAR!"
Christine was horrified to watch her daughter's body jerk and the single note droning on, silencing the sounds in her head.
She flinched every time they shocked Emma's body. She stopped breathing when she saw them suddenly stop.
She faintly heard the man with the soft touch say. "Call it."
The other man looked down at his watch "8:17 A.M."
"No. . . . No, you have to keep going." Christine pleaded
They all looked at her now with ashen faces.
"No!" She let out a long intense cry filled with grief that echoed of the basement walls.
Christine crumpled to the floor sobs once again racking her body. Her heart pounded and she felt like she couldn't breathe.
The woman walked back over to her.
"I'm so sorry, there was nothing we could do. She's gone."
.Author's Note: Sorry for the very very long wait with this story, It will be getting a brand new chapter soon, it's done it just has to be edited. As for the short chapter, it was important to me that this chapter not be overshadowed by other POVs.