Player Number Three

by Candy-Sweets_12


The Birth Part 2

It's amazing how fast our lives can change in an instant. I was on the top of the stairs one second, and then, a careless little slip of the hoof, and then I'm in a terrible world of pain. I remember feeling the tear in my stomach, the blood rushing and seeing the quick glimpse of the world moving in a blur, before a flash of pain filled my head. The next things I see is a little slit of light through my vision, blurred and red. I hear muffled shouts from another room.

I feel like screaming. It was as though someone reached in with a pair of scissors and cut anything they could find, fracturing my bones, pounding away in my head as my heart fluttered, tearing internal organs.

My foal!

I want to shout out to Button-anyone to help me, to get them out. Help my foal. For all I know, it's life is in danger. I feel a sudden motion and look straight ahead at a blur, brown and orange invade my vision as I feel a pressure on my chest, and feel my lungs fill with air. It has to be him. I want to reach out to him, to caress his face and cry into his shoulder with how I know we lost our foal. And shout at him to get them out before they can...

I feel my face turn sharply to the left, and feel a warm fluid liquid pour out my mouth. And listen to Button's shaking voice as he continues to press into my chest, inflaming a broken area in my ribcage. "They're on their way Sweetie Belle, don't worry. Just keep your heart beating." He says shakily. The beating sound in my ears intensifies and then I feel myself lift from the floor, and I have some sort of mask on my face. I feel the pain numb as I find the faded mixing colors of red and white turn into grey. An annoying beeping sounds from the distance as my vision begins to darken.

"Stay with me Sweetie Belle." An ominous voice says to my right. There's a bit of movement as I look straight ahead at the racing colors. I can't remember anything else from that point. Nothing but an empty blackness and the sound of voices. I feel nothing, I'm not falling, I'm not floating, nor do I feel anymore pain. I just want to know what's going on. Why am I here instead of at home? Why couldn't I have been more careful on those steps? What happened to my foal?

I have so many questions, all I can do is listen to the steady racing sound of my heart, the only thing I can do. Just listen to my heart. And slowly, the bluish world around me, and the blinding lights from afar fade.

Fading,

Fading,

Fading.

I remember one last movement, one last thing, before it all becomes nothing. I see brown, orange, and hear choked words in my ears;
"I'm sorry Sweetie Belle. I'm so sorry." All I can do is just listen. Listen and wait.

"Please stay with me. Please." His voice echoes, burning it's self in my memory.

Sorry Bounces through my thoughts, the word appears in rhythm with my heart.

Sorry,

Sorry,

Sorry.

I never told him. I never said the truth. And now this is my fate, hurting the one I love, and lying. The one thing I feel now, more than the building sadness, is guilt. Guilt is what consumes me as I'm swallowed by darkness, my name being called out from afar off distance, before the edges of my vision darkens just in time to see the damp pillow right underneath me. And then there's silence, as everything, even that voice, those orange and brown colors dissolves around me. Losing all of the warmth it had with it.

I'm sorry.