Bittersweet Goodbyes

Chapter 2

I run back up to my room. This place, this horrific, strange place does not remind me of a home. It reminds me of a horror house. A horror house you see in every kid’s nightmare, in every neighborhood. It’s a forbidden house, an old and dilapidated building on the corner of a street with the paint wearing off, the bricks weakening as the sun dawns and sets, layers of dust coated to it and an abode for the crows fluttering and nesting by the window side, mostly just to scare off the people. Rains room, a barred area in our territory, a scarred room with walls stained with blood, caution tape covered all over her bed and a red cross on the floor were Rain was inhumanly killed. The detectives had a confused look on their faces as they analyzed the room and went through Rain’s things. The sounds of her screams are still piercing through my ears. Her quivering voice can still be heard, like a sacred verse, crying and yelling for help, for time to stop at once so that the dreadful suffering would be put to an end. I rush back to my room and lie down on my bed with Rain’s thoughts orbiting my mind, I slowly close my eyes hoping to fall asleep before I fall apart and drift off to the land of dreams, where everything is possible, where death isn’t the matter of the subject, where Rain is alive. 

A few weeks later.

I hate hospitals. All the miserable ad melancholic people live here. Maybe I should think of moving here now. Mom makes me come to this wretched place every week, making sure I am not depressed, eating healthy, and sleeping well.

‘So Emma how’s your sleep coming along? You having dreams? Nightmares perhaps?’

A chill escapes from the frost of my insides to the outside of my body. I quiver with the thoughts of my dreams. I thought living in dreams would be better. Turns out it’s the other way around. It’s a sunny morning as the sun is gleaming in the vast blue sky with the smattering of the wispy clouds spread out to the horizon. A huffing summer wind rises and crashes on to my face, exciting my soul and exhilarating my sensations. Rain is bawling in my arms, making silly noises that apparently makes me laugh. We are playing in the golf court. My dad’s as always showing off his putting skills as my mom is now extremely bored. Suddenly I see my parents getting in the car and leaving me and Rain all alone here. I run towards the car and in blink of an eye I’m lying on the road with Rain’s leg all bloody and injured severely. I’m shivering with pain and with the thought of death as its slowly rising upon Rain as we are now lying in the middle of the road amidst the hasty cars to whom we are invisible.

‘Rain’

We are dying.

‘Rain…’

Her eyes slowly closing as the world around us is blurring and darkening…

‘RAIN!’

I open my eyes in a blaze as my forehead is sweating impossibly, my breathing heavy and my heart is pounding so recklessly as if it’s a drumroll against my ribs. I see Doctor Oberman staring at me intently and my mom at the verge of tears.

‘I see,’ Doctor Oberman replies indecisively after she witnesses my traumatizing nightmare.

And that my friend is my life in a jiffy.