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|Life in the Sun (standard:drama, 1784 words)|
|Author: Karina Rose||Added: Jun 02 2003||Views/Reads: 2179/1306||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Are you ever too young to give up on life? Does Jade have a good enough excuse to give up on hope? Or can she once again live a life of happiness? Come along and live through an experience that will determine Jade's future...|
Life in the Sun She woke up from the anesthesia with a sudden alert of hysteria. "My baby! Where is my baby?" she cried and screamed as she tried to remember where she was. She heard the sound of a woman's voice saying her name softly and asking her to please wake up. Finally, beginning to understand the woman's request, she opened her eyes and knew instantly where she was. She had just come back from surgery; the surgery that had determined her baby's demise. They rolled her back into her hospital room as she grasped for air, still sobbing uncontrollably. "My baby is gone," she whispered repeatedly with a look of panic and pain across her tired face, as the nurses hooked her up to an IV and took her blood pressure. She looked around the room, with her tear-flooded eyes and realized she was alone. He had left her during her time of need, when she needed that love she had known with him for so long. "Jade, sweetie, here is some soup. You need to eat. As soon as you look and feel better, we will let you go. But, until then you've got to rest." The nurse spoke as she moved the food tray to Jade's chest. "If that is the case, I'll have to stay here forever", Jade thought to herself. At this point, she could not see herself ever being able to feel better. After all, she had lost the two greatest loves of her life. The nurse left shortly after making sure Jade was strong enough to feed herself. Jade sat quietly in her stiff hospital bed playing with the chicken broth that sat in front of her chest. Wide eyed and scared, Jade could not help but think about Steve and little Kaleb or Kayla- whatever her child should have been born. Just a week earlier she had had it all, a wonderful boyfriend whom she declared her hero and a beautiful child tucked away in her little belly. Now it seemed that was lifetimes away. She began to cry softly and couldn't help but wonder who she was and if she was going to ever know again. With her head down, and her shoulders sulking, she felt a gentle hand touch her right foot. Her mom stood at the end of the bed, smiled and then asked how she was doing. Jade looked back down and continued to cry. Her mom lightly grabbed her foot and went to sit in the chair that sat at the side of the bed. Jade sat there, wanting to speak to her mother, cry to her mother and ask her to please hold her. But, there was a barrier and it was as if Jade was almost afraid to speak. They sat alone in silence for what seemed to be hours. Jade lay in her hospital bed, eyes closed, thoughts racing. She tried countless of times to fall asleep, in hopes that she might never wake-up. Her mother sat in the chair beside the bed watching silly court television shows, trying not to laugh at the class of people brought onto the show. The sounds drumming from the television were distant in Jade's mind. The only thing she could hear was the sound of Steve's laughter and the sounds of her weeping intertwined. Ironic, isn't it? She thought as she desperately tried to piece her broken relationship together trying to make sense of it. After minutes of selfishly thinking about the failure of her relationship with Steve, she remembered the amazing being that once grew in her tummy. She moved her hand from her side and laid it flat on her once bulging stomach. For almost an instant she had forgotten why she was even at the hospital, and why her relationship had ended. A sudden wave of guilt flooded her heart, remembering that is was all her fault. She was the one who cried, she was the one who yelled, and she was the one she stressed out her body enough to kill her incredible creation. A voice continued to whisper in the back of her mind, "It was you. This is all on you", long enough to make Jade believe that she was the one to blame and that an innocent life was on her hands. A while later, her thoughts and inner arguments had led to not even wanting to think any longer, so she finally drifted off to sleep despite her fears of dreaming. A little while later she heard a familiar voice telling her that she needed to wake up now. She slowly opened her eyes, and for a moment she considered her living nightmare to actually be a nightmare, and it would no longer torment her young soul. Then, she turned her body around and saw a nurse with a silver tray carrying pills, needles and a cup of water. Her living nightmare Click here to read the rest of this story (84 more lines)
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