Two reviews? Aw. That's why I haven't updated in forever. My motivation level is zero. The reviews were great, SHOUTOUT TO JUICYCOUTUREPINKTOTE AND JUST A LITTLE CRAZIEE FOR BEING AMAZING AND REVIEWING* but the more reviews I get the more I write. I'm making this official; I will NOT update this story until I get five reviews from different people. UGH! WHENEVER I UPLOAD STORIES IT CHANGES THE FONT SIZE AND MAKES IT SINGLE SPACED! UGH! HELP!
The world turned into a blur of color as Alicia stepped into the ambulance. The yellow police tape merged with the brownish-black walls of the brewery. The scared faces of her friends and the red-rimmed eyes of Josh's parents faded out until all she could see with clarity was her boyfriend's pale, sickly face. She didn't know the blurring were tears until one fell onto Josh's left shoulder. Before she could even wipe her eyes. a young, handsome doctor with wavy brown hair and bright, sparkling blue eyes made his way over to Alicia and Josh's parents.
"We have him stable. He lost a lot of blood, and has some internal, uh, damage. When we get to the hospital we will operate. His chances are about thir-" The doctor cut off after seeing the blood drain from Alicia's face and the about-to-pass-out way her head tilted back. "Er, well, I guess we can't be sure of his chances until we operate." The doctor awkwardly smiled and stepped away.
Alicia snuck a pained look at Josh. Seeing his ragged, bloodstained body, colorless face and drooping eyelids, a new emotion replaced the worry and fear. Hot, boiling rage. A flame opened up inside of her heart, spreading like a wildfire through her veins. Alicia recognized it as adrenaline. (AN: This gets a little…vivid. A little is a wild understatement. VERY vivid. And violent. And painful. DO NOT READ THIS PART UNLESS YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE BORDERLINE M-rated VIOLENCE! Alicia describing how she would kill the person who hurt Josh.) It made her want to find the person who did this, and torture them slowly, making sure their death was a painful as possible. A simple gunshot wouldn't be sufficient. She wanted to flay them. Slowly peel off their skin as if she was peeling an apple. Roast the skin on a flame, then force it into their mouth. They would get to taste their own flesh and blood. Screams of death would echo throughout the rooms the torture would take place. (Ends here. Sorry about that. If you guys really think its bad, I can take it off.)
No, Alicia thought. I am above the horrible-not-deserving-to-live-their-filthy life-on-this-planet creature that did this. I will not kill them. She let out a sigh and squeezed Josh's hand. The only thing she should be thinking about was supporting Josh. Not murder. A gentle squeeze met her hand. Josh smiled, even in his not-conscious state. A peaceful sigh came out of his mouth. The grip on her hand got tighter, and tighter, before loosening all the way. The gentle throb of his pulse Alicia hand felt before was now almost undetectable.
Beeping filled the room. Doctors shouted orders, speaking in medical tongue, foreign to Alicia. Then she heard something she recognized. A loud "CLEAR!" was shouted, then Josh's body shuddered. Another shout of "clear". She knew what meant. It meant the person's heart had stopped. Right as this thought flowed into her mind, her eyes rolled into the back of her head and the last thing she saw was a calm, comforting blackness where the beeping and shouting disappeared. Ah. Maybe this is Heaven. She thought, before drifting into the serene shadows.
She had no ironic that thought really was.
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