Classic Novel
Eight
Eight
Amelia saw her world go blank, and spin. Her mouth went agape as her eyes blankly stared into space.
She felt her heart almost stopped beating in her chest. Her throat tightened, forcefully throling her
chest.
It hurts!
The nurse held her hand and rubbed it, consolingly.
Amelia sat up on the bed, ignoring the striking pain from her abdomen, which seemed like it would
paralyzed her.
" Tell me it's not true, nurse" She muttered, holding unto her last string of sanity.
The nurse sighed. " It's true but because this child died, doesn't mean that you can't give birth again.
Maybe this one just couldn't risk being born because he sees some things he might not be able to bear
in future. Please you have to calm down and try to regain your health because right now, your own
health is very important" The nurse urged.
" I should calm down? I would assume this is a joke. Please, i am not in the mood for this" Amelia left
from her previous state into an angry state.
How could she lost the baby? She only fainted, it's not like she hasn't fainted before and now is being
told miscarried her unborn baby.
This was too much to bear. First, she went through a painful divorce with the father of her child, who
isn't even accepting the pregnancy as his. And the pregnancy was giving her a tough time. Now, she
lost the child because of her carelessness, she had guessed.
" What do you mean nurse? This is my own child we are talking about here" She said. Right then, an
abrupt thought struck her mind.
As soon as she thought of this possibility, she turned to the nurse.
" Did the doctors kill my child on purpose because he ordered them to do so?"
The nurse frowned. " What are you talking about? What are you saying?"
" Tell me the truth. Was my child terminated on purpose? Who has a hand in it?" She asked. At this
point, she felt she could no longer hold herself. She was gradually losing her sanity. Because right now,
she can't even recognize herself.
" Please you can't just jump to that conclusion. They didn't......"
" Liar! You are lying. He never wanted this child. He must have sent them to end the child's life when i
fainted" She accused. By now, her body was already vibrating in anger. Her face, eyes and nose had
turned red.
" Please, Amelia. You have to calm down and think properly" The nurse coaxed.
" Don't you dare tell me to calm down! Were you also part of them? Hahaha, you are such a pretender"
She accused turning her body to the nurse.
" Please watch your language with me. You can't assume things about somebody like that"
" Watch what language? For goodness sake! He is just an innocent unborn baby, could you be so
wicked?! Provide that child you killed, now!" She ordered, as she suddenly limped forward to hold the
nurse by the collar.
" Please, you really need to calm down" The nurse urged. From the looks of things, this certainly would
not end well.
" Shut up!" She yelled And forcefully pushed the nurse out of the bed, and the nurse landed on her butt.
Amelia stepped down from the bed and went close to her.
" Tell me who and who conspired to kill my innocent unborn baby" She growled. She held the nurse by
the collar again and dragged her up, violently.
The nurse seemed powerless as Amelia had the upper hand.
The door was pushed opened, and the doctor who entered meet this scene.
" What is going on here?" He asked, walking into the ward.
Amelia raised her head to see a man on coat. She instantly knew he was a doctor. So she quickly toss
the nurse aside and walked towards the doctor. The doctors was her main focus.
As she approached the doctor, the doctor was feeling the need to step back. This woman who has
always seemed meek and gentle, was now emitting a killing aura.
" What did you do to my baby? Were you paid to kill him?" She yelled, as she increased her pace.
The doctor hastily ran to the other side of the room and quickly pressed a button.
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After a while, some doctors and nurses rushed in with different medical kits. Usually, that button he
pressed was actually the button, pressed when there is an emergency.
After seeing the people who rushed in and what they were carrying, Amelia became alarmed. She
stopped trying to attack any of them and began to step back in fear.
And as she stepped back, a tall, lanky man proceeded to step forward, holding a little box.
" Don't come close to me! Don't!" She yelled in panic. For some unknown reasons, her brain kept
shouting 'danger', causing her to be alert.
But he ignored her warning and continue to approach her.
" Are you deaf? I said don't come any closer!" She panicked.
As she was concentrating on the man, who was slowly approaching her, she didn't pay attention to the
doctor behind her.
The doctor charged towards her rapidly, from behind and held her down.
" Quick! Give me!" He ordered as he held her down.
The man, who was initially coming after her, paused at the turned of things. He quickly opened the box
and brought out an injection, which he threw to the doctor.
Amelia struggled vigorously with the doctor, holding her down, but she was overpowered by him.
" Ahhhh..." She yelped in pain when the injection was pierced into her skin.
She stopped making any movements or sounds. Her eyes widened as she looked at the people in the
ward with blurry eyes.
Slowly, her eyes closed. She already lost the innocent baby, who chose her as his mother, because of
her carelessness. Now he would be happy. The only string that would hold them together, was gone.
She fell completely unconscious.
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A young man sat on a swivel chair in a room, which was made to look like an office. The furnitures, the
curtains and almost everything in the room were either black, white or green. In front of the chair he
was sitting, there was a table, in black color.
The man leaned back on the chair, popping his elbows on the armrest. His cold blank eyes were gazing
into nothingness. His thin lips parted as he murmured.
" Snacky, are you really happy with him? Does he make you happy? Do you still smile as bright and
pure as before? Where are you right now?"
He chuckled self- depreciatingly. " Yes of course you look happy the last time i saw you with him. But
am I happy? I can't f*cking stop thinking about you and the time we spent together everyday, which i
don't think you ever valued.My life is so miserable and empty" He chuckled again, this time more
louder.
" What the h*ll are you still using to control me, that make me unable to stop thinking and hoping? I
can't just move on! I want to move on! I want to stop thinking about you!" He banged his fist on the
table in a fit of rage.
She must have probably forgotten about his existence but here he was, always thinking about her and
wishing for her happiness, even when he is hurting.
She must have casted a spell on him!
A knock was heard on the door.
"Get lost!" His rage- filled voice resonated in the room.
No, he has to move on. He really has to let her go.