LOVE IN THE TIME OF AIDS
"One day, i am sure you will wake up and i shall be the first person you will see." Giselle heard a mutter, a distant murmur that seemed to be echoing perpetually then slowly fading away. Giselle turned, hoping to find someone, yet all that was just another futile attempt. She was still in the same room; white, empty and hollow. No matter how hard she called for help, there was no one. She was all alone.
Her only comfort came whenever there were sounds. Faint though they were, yet they brought her solace. Voices belonging to her loved ones, she could still recognise them. Despite so, Giselle could not trace the source of the voices. She could feel them, but they always sounded so far away.
"It's time for me to go." Giselle heard faint footsteps, then finally, there was no more. "No! Please don't go! Harper! Where are you?" Giselle shouted frantically, running towards the direction where she last heard the footstep.
"Harper! Please don't leave me alone... Please don't abandon me yet again.." Giselle gasping for air, her eyes brimming with tears. She stopped running, dropping on the floor in despair.
She was all alone now.
No more faint voices, no more soft footsteps.
Nothing.
What left was a compelling silence. A menacing silence that seemed almost malicious.
The radiant white colour of the room began ebbing away, slowly being replaced by a grey tint. The grey hue intensified, turning into a full-bloom black.
Darkness reigned.
Despair abound.
She felt every fibre of her being devoured by the overwhelming despair that surrounded her. Never in her life had Giselle felt this helpless, this afraid, this lonely. Her heart ached for Harper's presence, his presence would erase the staggering tide of loneliness in her soul.
Giselle did not know how long had she sobbed, cowering at the corner of the black room. Suddenly, she heard a voice. A voice belonging to her father. The dark shade of the room was instantly lit. "No, we could no longer afford to have our hearts broken time and again. We have been waiting for her to wake up for the past five years!These years, she has not blinked nor twitched her finger. Let us not have anymore false hope." Her father's severe baritone voice sounded louder. The sounds, they were no longer muffled. They sounded much clearer now.
"No! We can't kill her!" She heard her mother sobbed. Giselle felt a compelling force in her to reach out to her mother.
Almost... almost... Giselle thought, feeling determined to overcomee immobility.
The ceilings began crumbling and the pillars slowly collapsed. Debris began teetering like drizzle. Suddenly a door appeared. She mustered every tinge of energy, determined to turn the knob. Her mother's sobs and incessant pleasings were louder. Giselle's heart pounded with the intensity of toppling stones. The door would not budge, still. Driven to the edge of desperation, she tried knocking it down.
"Almost," she thought.
Just as the door finally gave in, the doctor took away all the medical equipments attached to her.
Giselle saw the room disappearing, vanishing into the air, seemingly being devoured by darkness. The door faded away. Her heart rate slowed, her energy drained. Loneliness began flooding her, once more. Darkness, was the last thing she saw.
"Giselle!" with a cry of anguish, Giselle's mother wailed her name for the last time. She had lost her daughter forever. Not to AIDS, but to time.
A drop of tear flowed down Giselle's cheeks. Her only tear in these five years. She could no longer shed them now. Her eye lids closed forever.
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