So this chapter was a bit difficult to write. Readers in the medical line, please don't laugh at me. I am no doctor but I did a bit of research.
Andrew I slipped out of her, breathing roughly as exhaustion washed over me. We’ve been going at it for hours since the night before. “You’re so good. Why didn’t I ever think of having a taste of you?” she asked breathily, panting profusely from our crazy action. “Well, you’ve always seen me as a little boy, when we’re the same age,” I replied impassively from where I lay facing the ceiling, with my palm as a cushion for my head. “I’m older than you, Andrew,” she said, raising one eyebrow at me. “With just a few months,” I replied. “With 6 months, man. Besides, you acted like a kid back then. Throwing tantrums all over the place. Vincent, that time, was wiser and manlier. I couldn’t help falling for him,” she said, matching my position while staring dreamily as if reminiscing the moments with Vincent. “And here we are, banging each other,” I sneered. “What else can I do? He wouldn’t stop thinking about that bitch,” she scorned. “What bitch. Vincent is like a brick. Since you,
VincentI jumped off the bed, landing on my butt as my feet couldn’t make it on time to catch me.“What did I just see?” I asked myself, wide-eyed. It wasn’t a dream. It was too vivid to be one. There were no spirals and different weirds seen, it was just three places in my house back home. The parlor, toilet and my bedroom. I was with Anne. We were together. We kissed. No! We did way more than that!I widened my eyes when I remembered where my mouth had been. Goose pimples rippled throughout my body. I went rigid down there at the thought of my lips on her soft curves. Jeez! What had come over me then? Did I force myself on her? Was that why she left? Whatever happened? I asked ruffling my hair in frustration.“I love you, Vincent.” She said that to me, I could hear it in my head. Was I running mad? Was it all a big dream? Am I still dreaming?I lifted myself from the floor and ran to the bathroom, going straight to the sink and splashing cold water on my face. As I closed my eyes, mo
Vincent The sight that met us as we drove into the ghostly village had us recoiling in shock. This was ground zero. Where the virus resurfaced after its recorded end in 2003. There were more dilapidated buildings, more sick and hungry people with worse symptoms, more decaying dead bodies all over the place. It was really bad. Back at the town, they had imposed a lockdown after the feedback on how deadly the virus had become. It was a wonder why the lockdown was delayed till it got worse. The whole state was at risk of being infected. The number of people that had come in direct contact with the villagers would be massive. When the state had reached out to us, we were told it was just a minor outbreak, but the nature of the virus we came to meet was abysmal. We weren’t even equipped nor protected enough to tackle the deadly virus. That was why the team sorted out volunteers from both the town and outside town. A good number of people converged to help when it got out how severe the
VincentAn old huge tree in line with a couple of houses was on the verge of collapsing. From the looks of it, it was enough to annihilate six houses simultaneously. The three houses, where we moved people from earlier that day, were closest to the tree. They were going down for sure. The additional three still had patients and their attendants inside.The tree had wide branches, so it was bound to touch other places aside from the houses. This created a frenzy. Everyone wanted out, and everyone wanted to save everyone. We weren’t fighting a virus now. It was a fight against nature.In seconds, we had begun moving patients from the houses in line with the tree. The patients groaned and grumbled at the discomfort. Some of them even struggled to stay back, but were dragged off their ass and out to safety.It was during a struggle with a particular patient that we began hearing a low, steady grumble from the tree, signaling the beginning of its slow descent. One of the patients, an old la
Anne I had gone with Dr. Arya to see this old grumpy lady who kept announcing that we were all paying for our sins. She said this was the end for everyone on earth. It was the wrath of God on us for the years of sinning like the people of Sodom and Gomorrah. She made a lot of utterances, some of which made sense to me because I’d never met such horrid sight in my life. People all around me were laying like slaughtered cows. Some of the older and more experienced doctors might have seen something as deadly as this, maybe during the previous outbreak in 2003, or of a different cause, but bottom line was, I hadn’t and it was doing weird things to my sanity.We were in there when the yelling began. I had rushed out to see what was happening and had seen people pulling out patients in houses in line with the one we were in. “The tree is coming down, get out of there!” someone had yelled before running off to inform others. I had run back inside and informed Dr. Arya who was still busy with
Vincent Everything was happening in slow motion. The earth which had ceased moving, alongside its inhabitants, had suddenly commenced spinning rapidly, making me dizzy and in need of air. I hadn’t realized I was dropping to the floor till I felt hands grab me on both sides.”Dr. Sawyer, are you alright?” This question came from different angles from all around me. A little group had begun forming. Even Dr. Ken had rushed towards me, holding onto my chest and shaking me vigorously.‘It can’t be. Anne cannot lose her life on your watch. It is impossible,' my brain had yelled, propelling me to pull away from the people that had their hands on me, swerved on my knees, and dashed towards the debris. They hadn't predicted my sudden movements so they couldn’t catch me, but they did run after me. I was on top of the tree before anyone could reach me.I climbed onto the upper branch area on the house I jumped out from. The branches weren’t tiny though. Majority of them were giant woods the siz
Vincent With trembling legs from both exhaustion and trepidation, I stood and lunged towards the hole. But Dr. Kendra grabbed my shoulders, holding me back. “Let them bring her out,” she said calmly. They were taking so long. She has been there for so long. Is she stuck somewhere? Does she have a broken bone? I didn’t allow myself to think farther than that. My heart may cease beating if I did. After what felt like years, we started noticing movements at the entrance of the hole. I tried moving forward again and again but was held back. At that time, even with my anxious heart, I noticed that I wasn’t the only one moving forward. Most of the people surrounding me were slowly doing the same. I know we were in this together. The passion of saving lives made us one. I felt immense gratitude toward each one of them. “Make way!” someone from inside the hole yelled before we saw two people walk out sideways, carrying in between them, a lady who had her arms wrapped around each person's
Anne It hurt everywhere. It was as if I was drenched in hot oil with tiny crab chewing on my skin. I’ve never been in that kind of situation. I don’t even know why I used that analogy, but it looked like how it would feel if one was placed in hot oil with flesh-eating crabs. The room was spacious, but there was hardly any movement of air. I felt stuffed. Stuffed! I jerked up my head, wondering if I was still inside that God-forsaken place that almost snuffed the life out of me. I sighed deeply when I saw the leathery ceiling of the tent. I was beginning to think my rescue was a dream, and the face I saw was all in my head. That’s right, Vincent! Just then, a presence loomed over me. I was going to look at who it was but I was made brain dead when a very familiar softness gently pressed against my lips. I inhaled sharply as charges surged from the point of contact right down to the pit of my belly where flutters erupted. Through the slits of my hooded eyes, I could make out his