Rainbow: No (part 6)

A Chapter by Jess Holden

When I woke up, I was in a hospital bed. My entier body was soar, as I struggled to remember what had happened. The last think I could remember was David holding me and crying, his heart beating so slowly.

I couldn't remember much past that moment; a feeling of freedom, then darkness. I was scared when I began to notice that I couldn't move; my entier body was paralyzed, sending a shockwave of terror through my body.

Was I dead?

I started to struggle to breath, noticing the beep of the heart monitor beside me begin to speed up. The beeping scared me more than being paralyzed itself, as I started to hyperventilate.

I herd the footsteps of someone enter the room, stop, then run over to my bed side. I felt a cold hand grasp onto my arm, and kiss my hand gently. I began to calm down, feeling suddenly calm, and in control. I felt a haze begin to fall over my eyes as the world began to blur.

The second time I awoke, the room was dark, almost no light whatsoever. I started to move my fingers and, after a few minutes of practicing, I could move my whole arm. I tried to sit up, noticing how badly hurt my body was; my head ached and burned, both of my shoulders were wrapped so their was minimal movement. My neck was stiff and soar, giving me a headache everytime I tried to move my head. I examined the room, taking in how little amount of things were there; normally their were at least two chairs set up for the doctor or visitors, but not here. The only other thing in the room besides the bed I was on, was a small black chair, seated directly in front of the window.

The window desplayed a beautiful world outside, with many trees surrounding the hospital, and a small river flowing through them. I swung my legs over the side of the bed, and placed my feet on the cold tile floor. My left leg was almost completly purple, while the right one was just soar. I put some weight on my feet, and felt steady enough to walk. I pulled my body off the bed, and walked over to the small black chair.

Someone was sitting on it, a child of about 4 or 5. His hair was a dark brown, almost black, with crystal blue eyes. His eyes reminded me of someone...

I touched the edge of the chair, feeling my legs slowly start to quit, as I watched the small boy's reaction to me.

"What happened?" He asked, his voice full of concern. He sounded mature for his age, and even for a boy. I paused, and took a moment to look for an answer.

"Yes, but who are you?" I asked, raising my eyebrows, trying to show the same amount of concern. He smiled, a row of white teeth gleaming in the darkness.

"I'm Robbie, and you're Violet." He said, almost completally certain of my name. I was shocked, trying to think of a reason why he'd know my name.

"You're going to die Violet." He said, his voice slowly morphing, and changing, gowing lower and lower with every word.

"Just you wait and see."

I bolted straight up in bed, a scream escaping my lips, breaking the silence. I felt hands grab onto my shoulders, and felt someone shake me softly, almost trying to calm me down. I opened my eyes and saw David holding me, repeating over and over "its okay! Calm down!"

It took me a moment to realize what was happening, and even who he was. My brain was not up to working suddenly, as I continued to cry into his chest, rubbing my back slowly. I took a moment and tried to erase the memory of the child that ran through my dreams, breathing as slowly as possible in an attempt to calm myself. After a few moments of breathing, I pulled away from David, and told him of the boy in my dreams.

“I saw him, David. His name was Robbie, short for Robert I guess... I think he’s...” I looked deeply into David’s eyes, hoping he would understand what I was trying to tell him, without sounding crazy. His beautiful blue eyes were red, and it looked like he hadn’t slept in weeks. I began to worry, as I watched him just watch me.

“Babe,” he began to say, almost scared to speak, feeling his hands shake in mine.

“Yeah?” I asked, feeling confusion sweep through me like a tidal wave.

That had been happening a lot; just total and complete confusion would fall over me, right before someone told me something horrible. But this time, I couldn’t think of anything bad... Well, that I could remember. The most obvious thing that had happened that would be considered bad would be me in the hospital, and I felt pretty well alright.

Then my mind flashed, and I remembered it all; the trip to David’s grandparents, the trip home, the doctor’s warning, the stairs...

I slapped David straight across his face, snapping his head back, leaving my hand numb and tingling. He waited for a moment with his head remaining away from me, as my eyes began to water.

“What the hell happened David?!” I screamed at him, attempting to lunge at him, but stopping because of my soar body and growing headache. He just looked away from me, crying softly.

I grabbed him by the shoulder, and whipped him around to face me, his eyes tightly shut.

“What happened?! What was so important that you risked my life?!” I screamed at him, his silence beginning to become common. He wasn’t speaking, and that only pissed me off further. I waited and watched, as he opened and closed him mouth numerous times before actually speaking. If anyone else had been in the room to explain to me what had happened, I would have gladly been annoyed with David’s voice.

“The baby...”