Thank you for all the reviews guys, this chapter isn't as long as the last two, but I hope you still like it.
Chapter number 15. Fading away
The clouds gathered in the afternoon sky, slightly grayish, and only the slightest ray of sunshine struggled it's way through shinning it's light. Through an open window of the Holden's mansion, Serena lay in the middle of the double king sized bed, she was tired and wondering what was taking Martha so long, she should have been back by now, 'maybe she'd been tired and gone home, but she would of called' Serena thought to herself. Then she had a terrible thought, 'what if she's had an accident?' she panicked.
But she was unaware of what was really going on, Martha was fine, well she was more than fine, she was excellent, and she hadn't been quite this happy since... since... way too long ago. But Serena didn't know that, so she picked up her phone that was in her handbag next to her, searching quickly through her contacts to get to Martha's.
Back where all the action was happening at the prison, Martha's phone began ringing. Jack and Martha both looked over at where her bag was sitting next to the chair where Martha had been sitting after she came in, "You going to pick it up?" Jack asked catching his breath.
"No, they can wait" Martha told him turning her full attention back to him, ready for more. In her twenty six years of life she'd never made out with anyone through bars, and now that she had, she quite liked it, even though she wished more than anything that the bars weren't there and she could take him home with her.
"So were were we then" Jack brought the subject back to them, raising his eyebrows at her.
"Well, I think it was something like this" she smiled, pulling Jack's head right up so that she could kiss him again through the fifteen centimeter gap between the poles that stood vertically from the floor to the roof.
"Mmm" he mumbled from the feel of her lips on his again. He ran his hands along her back softly, yet forcefully pushing her closer, getting the reaction he wanted from her; a groan that asked for more, teasing him, making him wish more than ever that the poles he could feel digging into him would magically disappear.
Serena gave up and put her phone down again, there had been no answer, it was humid and she felt dehydrated, knowing she needed to get up, and totally oblivious to the affair unfolding only half an our away she slowly hopped out of her bed.
She removed her jacket placing it down on the back of a chair and before leaving the room, took one glance at herself in the mirror. She was horrified, along her arm that she'd fallen on were hundreds of blue and purple bruises, even that fall wouldn't of caused that, she looked on the inside of her arm, it too had many bruises. She had a sudden moment of fear, what if... she thought, but it couldn't be could it? She'd only just been given the all clear.
She made her way slowly down the stairs, using the hand rail as support, she felt so weak, and by the time she reached the bottom, she was short of air, and all of a sudden it hit her... she was right before ... the Leukemia... it was back.
She needed water, her body needed rest, and she found herself crawling long the floor to stop herself collapsing.
As she got to the kitchen she used the edge of the bench to help herself up and reach up to get a glass out of the top cupboard, she reached for the glass, holding it in one hand, it and it's surroundings slowly fading away, like the world was blacking out.
She lost her grip on the glass, it slipped out of her hand, gliding to the floor, and her body followed in one motion.
The world was black, pitch black...
Life was a blurry dream of nothing...
And there she lay, no one to help her...
Unable to give any sound that might draw attention to herself...
This was the Serena know one knew, helpless, unable to save herself, weak and struggling for life.
To be continued when I have 2 reviews.