CHAPTER 47: THIS IS GOODBYE
They say your life flashes before your eyes when you die. Not really, it’s a lot slower and more enjoyable. I guess that helps you savor those special moments you had with your loved ones. Doctors always told me I would die young but I thought it would be because of my sicknesses. Life is an unpredictable book with many genres. I guess mine turned out to be a tragedy. Maybe this is what Grant was trying to tell me about.
I was so naïve to think simply because I’m a good person that nothing bad will ever happen to me. But, as you can clearly tell, I was gravely wrong. Good people who help others tend to attract people who need help. Maybe that’s why I met my friends. In a way, we all helped bring out the best in each other. We lived, learned, and loved together, just like a family should.
Suddenly, I race in and out of time, collecting memories that meant the most to me while I was alive. Most of my flashbacks consist of the recent events that happened to me. That’s because I haven't had much of a life before I moved here. Hanging-out with my mother is my first flashback, talking to Professor Grant is second, watching the twins dance around the moon is third, chilling with Jason and Eric as they cheer on their favorite player is forth, going fishing with Mane is the fifth, hanging out with my uncle is the sixth, and letting Jessica and Maria give me a makeover is the seventh.
I’ve learned more over the last couple of days than I have my entire life. But the most important lesson I’ve learned is living your life to the fullest, no matter if death is coming today or tomorrow. Never allow fear to stop you from living the life you want. Because in the end, death will come either way, so why not live it to the fullest? So many years I was dying on the inside. Constantly, I was trying to be like everyone around me, instead of just being myself. That ruined my life the most.
Like a friend once told me, “There is no such thing as normal”, so I looked beyond normality and discovered so much joy and peace. I was no longer sitting around waiting to die. I was finally living my life. It may not have been the normal life I was looking for but if it were, I would never have met my weird friends that I love so dearly. Most people are living but they're not alive. Who really wants to live like that? A life that’s already dead is not worth anything. However, I’m proud to say I took a bold stand and lived a life worth dying for; a priceless life. I just wish I had more time to enjoy my new life, or at least bid my loved ones farewell and tell them that I love them all. I can only hope that there’s a life beyond this black curtain I call death so I can see them again one day. I guess……there’s only one way to find out. Farewell my friends and family. I wish you all a beautiful life. This is Iva Hill, signing out.
Suddenly death sweeps away my memories of the good and the bad. Now I’m submerged into a lifeless oblivion, far away from any worries; gone forever. Now I'm at peace. I have no more pain…
Rest easy princess :.(
(Narration)
Nelson’s flawless hit causes Iva’s jaw to shatter and her skull to crack. Now, there's blood splattered on the wall from the blow. As Iva's body remain limped on the floor, a trail of blood from her head starts to run towards Nelson’s feet. He walks close to her and pokes her quivering body with the bat.
"I win,” he says while keeping that twisted smile.
He looks down at the trail of blood oozing towards him.
"Look what you did…you made a mess of the place,” he laughs uncontrollably for a lingering moment.
When the laugh dies away, he lifts the bat again. This time he lifts it over his head, preparing to deliver the final blow to her face.
"Thanks for the fun, Miss Hill, but I have to go get some more contestants.”
Suddenly, before he’s able to smash her head in, a powerful push collides into his back that sends him crashing through the wall.
Now his body is resting belly-flat on the floor with his palms toward the ceiling. His eyelids are halfway closed, his face is resting sideways, and his mouth is opened at an awkward angle. Most of his back is covered in a white dust. Large portions of drywall are surrounding his motionless body.
Dust from the drywall is lingering in the air. A moment goes by as he remains out-cold. His eyes open and his mind begin the updating process. As he pushes himself onto his knees, he feels this weightlessness in his head. He begins to shake out the dizziness.
He hears a noise in the background. It sounds like a cluster of panicky voices coming from his right, so he quickly glances over at a wall with a giant hole. Sparks from a damaged electrical wire erupt from the crumbled wall. Inside are a group of four, highly disturbed, individuals. It's Jason, Eric, Maria, and Daniel.
"Oh God, please!" Jason cries out in anguish at Iva’s quivering body. “No...no...no.”
“She's losing a lot of blood,” Eric erupts with tears.
“Her body is convulsing,” Maria cries out. “We gotta get her out of here.”
Jason lifts her head carefully off the floor, Maria and Daniel has her midsection, and Eric takes her legs. Her skull is dripping blood and her limbs are still jumping. That’s because her nervous system is still active although her conscious is already gone. Her eyes are still opened but they’re staring off into oblivion; unmoving and lifeless.
“Get Iva out of here,” Daniel orders them with fury in his eyes.
“What about you...?” Eric asks.
“I said go!” Daniel shouts at them.
They hesitate to leave Daniel behind, but they understand Hellhound must be stopped and Iva needs urgent medical attention. With water in his eyes, Jason nods in agreement.
“If I die, I’ll die trying,” Daniel says with his eyes watering.
Maria let’s go off Iva’s midsection to hug him.
“You’re not dying today brother,” she cries into his ear.
She then releases the hug and grabs him by his face, staring deeply into his eyes.
“But you are going to beat his ass, that’s for damn sure,” Maria tells him with tears pouring down her face.
Daniel nods in agreement. Together, the three of them carry her body away. Daniel looks at Iva's blood on his hand. He then closes his hand slowly, creating a knuckle-bulging fist. The final showdown is about to commence…