Her Diary

A Hard Beginning

"Ma'ma, I need you to keep still", "Sorry," I say keeping my eyes on the wall. The pain is crushing me. My best friend is somewhere here and I don't know what's wrong with her. I keep on replaying what happened I don't care that a lady I don't know is stabbing me over and over again with a needle with a string behind it. 

"All done, be careful will you?", "Is she ok?" I say turning my head looking at her with my good eye. "She is alive at the moment", "Is she ok?" "Honey, I don't know." "Ok, so you have a concussion and memory loss. It may come back but hun, it's really bad." "Someone help," Says a screaming voice. She runs out of the room.

 I get up and make my way to the front desk. Hello... I'm looking for Emily Ruins". "Ruins, Ruins, Ruins-" I look around I see a girl that looks almost dead, laying on her mother while her mother looks very afraid. A look I sadly can relate to. (When I was 6 my little sister had the same thing, she never got better). 

I tried to stay at the deck but my heart made me go over to them. 

 I take off my black leather jacket and get so I'm eye level with them. "Heres my jacket, it will keep her warm". "Thank you, this means a lot". "It's nothing, I know what its like to see a young child in these places". "You have a child?" "No, my sister had the same thing as your daughter many years ago". "Oh, how is she?" "I don't want to scare you but she didn't make it" I see a very worried look and after she looks at her daughter "Ma'ma, we didn't have a doctor and the home I was in wouldn't take her to one." "Oh, how did your siblings take it?" " I have to brothers but I don't remember them. Our first home didn't like that we would speak in a language so they sent them somewhere" I say trying to sound like I know what I'm saying. 

"When was that?" she says putting her other hand on my shoulder "I can only remember four things, I know that I will never forget those memories," I say   

"We are ready to see her now," A doctor says to the woman. The lady takes the jacket off her and hands it to me and says "thank you". I smile and walk to the deck. "Your friend just got out of surgery. She's in room 204. Right down the hallway on the left". I run to the room open the door and see her. Her left hand is in a cast and her right hand is all dry blood and some wet blood and her face has a lot of cuts and her head is raped.  I walk to her right side and fall on my knees. A tear streams down my face and more follow it. I hold her right hand and say "It's my fault, It's all my bloody fault". I feel a squeeze back on my right hand and I realize she's squeezing back. 

*Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep*

"Stay with me, I need you! Don't leave me" 

"I'm not going anywhere, Logan. I will be with you to the end".  A very weak voice said. 

"Call it"

"10:52 pm" 

I can't stand I feel as if I'm in a bad dream but I know it's real. After all thoughts years we were together and now its just me.