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Chapter 9: Bitter World

Once we entered the manor, Alfred came up to me with my cell phone in his hand.

"Miss Violet, there is call for you from the children's hospital". Alfred's face was grim, my heart began to beat faster. Bruce nodded for me to answer it, I let go of his hand and reached for the phone.

"Hello".

"Miss Chandler?"

"Yes?" I replied. My hands were trembling, I could feel my pulse race faster and faster. Emily.

"Emily is in very critical condition, you are the only one she is asking for right now. Will you please come, I am afraid she might not last the night".

"Yes I will be there right away". I slammed the phone shut. I stared at the beautiful marble floor, tears began to trickle from my eyes. Bruce came closer to me and wrapped his hand around my waist. I couldn't face him right now. Not anyone, this sudden terror filled my inside. I was losing my only friend, the charming little girl who was my only happiness besides Bruce. She fulfilled that void in my life, she was full of life, she lived it for me. Now it was about to end in a heart beat.

"Vi, whats wrong? Is it Emily?" Bruce cupped my face in his hands and forced me to look into his brown eyes, that were also scared.

"Yea, she...she's...dieing". I whispered softly, my breathing was short. I tried to calm myself but I couldn't. "I need...need to get to the hospital now, she wants to see me".

I didn't have to say another word. Bruce whisked me outside to the rolls royce that was parked in front of the grand home. Alfred followed from behind, quickly getting into the car. Bruce opened the door for me and slid in after I did. Through out the entire ride he held my hand. He knew exactly what I was going through, in away he was reliving his dark memories of when his parents were killed. We didn't have to say anything, we understood eachother. Once in a while he would squeeze my hand for reassurance. But nothing could reassure me right now, nothing.

Quickly we both went into the hospital and raced towards Emily's room. I wanted to breakdown when I layed eyes on her small frame laying on the bed. She was paler than me, her eyes that once reflected happiness and joy were gone. They were filled with darkness, grim. She outstrectched her tiny hand toward me, I let go of Bruce's hand and kneeled beside her bed. I kissed her hand and held it tightly.

"Vi". She whispered, it was hoarse.

"Shh...don't speak, don't strain yourself little one". I put my finger to her dry lips, I wanted to hold her but I couldn't because of all the machines she was hooked up to. I looked at her and decided to tell her good bye, there was nothing they could do for her and I felt helpless. "I want to thank you Emily, for everything. You filled in this void in my life, my one and true happiness in my darkest hour. You know all my secrets like I know yours. You will be in my heart always, you little one shall be mine." I tapped her nose, she smiled weakly. "I will never forget you Em, never. I love you". I kissed the top of her head.

Emily began to speak, but it was a whisper. "Thank you Vi, you were like a mommy to me. I love you." She stroked my hand and looked up at Bruce. "Take care of her for me, please". She knew everything, how I loved Bruce, the love that I had to hide from everyone else besides her.

Bruce kneeled down next to me and looked at Emily. "I promise". She gave us one last smile, she closed her eyes and went into a deep deep sleep. Her grip went limp, she was gone. My Emily was gone. I couldn't hold it in any longer I ran out of the room. I ran through the halls, not caring who I bumped into on the way. I ran as if I was trying to catch up to something, I needed to get away. When I reached the empty back lot of the hospital I let go.

I fell to the ground, sobbing into my hands. My hair and dress clung to me, it was pouring rain again. But I didn't care, I needed to scream and I did. I stayed there for a good hour on the floor.Soon enough I felt Bruce kneel down beside me and take me into his arms. He rocked me like I was a small child that was afraid of the world. But I wasn't afraid...I was angry. Angry with this bitter world.