The Game of A Life Time

Chapter 43- I Want It All

Shaking his head, he flips his back to the car. Another bolt of wind surges past us and he is kneeling on the ground.

"Why am I so fucking angry at her, at you?"

I squat next to him, "this sort of thing brings out unwanted emotions."

His shoulders begin to shake, "what does it want from me?"

"From us?" He starts to cry, "I want to end this."

Unsure of the reaction I will I get, I wrap my arms around his body and pull him into me. He doesn't reject me, but I feel a pang of wrongful hope.

SARAH POV

The doctors strung me up on pain meds, I am high as a kite.

I wasn't having and patience for the doctors and with the pain, I was unbearable. The thought of blood and tissure coming out of me was making me feel sick. This was the solution.

Kylie is still in the waiting room, I will most likely be here over night and be discharged tomorrow, I think. The doctors want me here just in case I pass out or have anything rupture, it is just the natural way of the body getting rid of the toxins.

The room is dark, I have a neighbor. They feel dark, there is also a spirit here with us, her.

I think it may be a man, but I don't know. My mojo is kind of hard to read because of the drugs I am on, it is kind of nice not having to feel everything though.

Breathing has become easier without the pain inbedding itself into me liek the last supper. There is still some cramping, but it is now compared to a period cramp.

I remember the first time I got my period, it was kind of like this. Cramping, stomach pains, irribilitiy, and blood were the symptoms I had.

My mom was the first person to notice, she had gone to the store to get me some stuff. When she got back, she met me in my room and explained what everything was to me.

She went over tampons, pads, different foods, cramps, bleeding tendencies, and told me that everything I was feeling was normal. Her kind words and demeanor helped me cope with this new normal in my life.

At the time, I was grateful to have this new normal. It was something everyother teen girl had, a period. No one else had a demon or entity haunting them, only I did. So with this dreaded bloody mess, I felt somewhat normal.

One time, I was at school making up a test and I had gotten my period later in the day. When my mom picked me up after I was finished taking the test, I told her I bled through my pants. She took me to Target to by my a whole new wardrobe.

I didn't get why she did that, but now I do. The feeling of blood and womanly sins are shredded in me. I need new clothes and new memories tot get me away from here.

The spirit is still here, however, it is now lingering by me. I can feel my bones shudder as it comes closer.

"Ma'am?" I call out to the woman in the bed over from me.

She hums.

"This might sound weird, but do you have a loved one who passed away recently?" The medications are lightening up.

The fog in my brain is wearing off, "doesn't everyone?"

The woman isn't wrong, "I mean someone who you were cloe with."

"Why do you ask?"

I give her my little spiel, telling her how I am a psychic medium, explaining my abilities, and whatever questions she may have. In the end, she doesn't believe me.