Untouchable
By: Sechita D. Elliott
As the cool breeze of a spring day fills the room Syretta opens her eyes to nothing but blurs, she could hear the mumbles and whispers all around her but none of the voices seem familiar to her. Her heart begins to race as she panics she rubbing her eyes until they were red trying to clear her vision but it only got worst. Gripping the linen sheets was the only thing she could do to stop herself from freaking out, the voices stop there is nothing but silence all around her, her heart was beating so fast it felt as if it was going to jump out of her chest. Sweat dripping down her face… “Adrian” was the first words that escaped her lips. They were amazed that she knew anything when she was brought into the hospital she walked in by herself covered in blood, she was a medical mystery to them and they examined her for the past three weeks unable to understand why or even how she was able to make it in. “Adrian” Her voice was so weak when she said his name but she said that name so many times as the Doctors are in the room they knew that had to find Adrian…..As they continue to examine Syretta, shouting was heard from behind the door….she jumped up not because it scared her but because this was a voice she knew. The door swung open as she sat up in the bed her vision had never became clear but Syretta didn’t need it to she knew that frame. He stood 6’4 with a wide shoulder frame, his hair hung to his shoulders; his shirt was ripped as the security tried to keep him out of the room. But nothing would stop him from finding Syretta although so many obstacles have come in between them between the lies and murders. She moved to the edge of the bed as she simple closed her eyes she stop trying to see where she was or who was with her, as she lifts her hands he walks over to her placing her hands on his cheek. “Adrian” she said again but her voice didn’t sound weak anymore but soft and secure. “Syretta” his voice was deep as it echoes in the room…the doctors looked at them back and forth wondering why all they said was each other name. But to them that was all that needed to be said because in those two words they said everything they need to say to each other.
As the cool breeze of a spring day fills the room Syretta opens her eyes to nothing but blurs, she could hear the mumbles and whispers all around her but none of the voices seem familiar to her. Her heart begins to race as she panics she rubbing her eyes until they were red trying to clear her vision but it only got worst. Gripping the linen sheets was the only thing she could do to stop herself from freaking out, the voices stop there is nothing but silence all around her, her heart was beating so fast it felt as if it was going to jump out of her chest. Sweat dripping down her face… “Adrian” was the first words that escaped her lips. They were amazed that she knew anything when she was brought into the hospital she walked in by herself covered in blood, she was a medical mystery to them and they examined her for the past three weeks unable to understand why or even how she was able to make it in. “Adrian” Her voice was so weak when she said his name but she said that name so many times as the Doctors are in the room they knew that had to find Adrian…..As they continue to examine Syretta, shouting was heard from behind the door….she jumped up not because it scared her but because this was a voice she knew. The door swung open as she sat up in the bed her vision had never became clear but Syretta didn’t need it to she knew that frame. He stood 6’4 with a wide shoulder frame, his hair hung to his shoulders; his shirt was ripped as the security tried to keep him out of the room. But nothing would stop him from finding Syretta although so many obstacles have come in between them between the lies and murders. She moved to the edge of the bed as she simple closed her eyes she stop trying to see where she was or who was with her, as she lifts her hands he walks over to her placing her hands on his cheek. “Adrian” she said again but her voice didn’t sound weak anymore but soft and secure. “Syretta” his voice was deep as it echoes in the room…the doctors looked at them back and forth wondering why all they said was each other name. But to them that was all that needed to be said because in those two words they said everything they need to say to each other.
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