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    It Can’t Get Worse…But it Did

    There was silence after this statement was made.

    James sniffed, You can go in and see her. The Doctor said it was okay.

    Youve seen her right, Shane asks

    Yeah. I couldnt get a hold of Kit. Kit needs to be here. I dont know where to find her.

    Shane stands and goes over to James and squats down next to him, Why dont you let us take care of that. You just stay here andstay here.
    James only nods his head to this as I am helped to my feet by Alice and Dana who are both crying. Shane stays with James and Alice, Dana and I slowly head into the room holding on to one another.

    Slowly we edge into the room as if we were walking into a room full of explosives. A soft mewling sound escapes me at seeing Bette lying in that bed. It doesnt look like Bette. Shes gaunt and pal. Its no wonder the doctors thought she starved herself.

    As we stop at the edge of the bed my legs threaten to buckle and if it werent for my friends I would have fallen to the ground. My friends. That thought makes me want to cry, harder than I already am. These were her friends first. She did something horrible yes, but they chose me over her.

    Not only did she loose me, cause I wouldnt budge on giving her a second chance, she lost her best friends as well because they refused to do the same. I hear more than see both Dana and Alice sobbing as they look down at Bette. This has to be so hard for them. Theyve known Bette longer than even I have.

    I am sobbing as well and my vision is slightly blurred and this is why I didnt see what I saw at first. Blinking back the tears I clear my vision and look at Bettes face in time to see her open her eyes. The three of us collectively gasp as the eyelids open revealing those chocolate orbs. She turns her head to look at us.

    She stares up at us for a few minutes and then closes her eyes and is once again out. It is a relief to my soul that she is at least semi-awake. Thank you lord.

    TBC…if you want.

    Comments

    1. Just thinking wow. She’d be on a ventilator and heart monitor. Good job… Maybe even have to have heart surgery to repair the damage even. So many direction this can go.

    2. This does sound a lot like a stroke yes, my grandmother had one, but you have to remember that it takes a least a week for someone to starve. During that week brain damage akrewed. This is that. Hope it makes sense.

    3. What? Are you kidding me? Of course, we want you to continue! Please…this is going to be good, I can already tell since you’ve started off with a bang…Hope you post again soon. Thanks!!!!

    4. OK now that is a wild way to take. It makes sense tho. Heart broken and stress. I can’t wait to see where you take this. Just don’t leave it hanging like some other have that tried this direction.

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