десять \10/ After the disaster...

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Krista couldn't see anything but darkness but definitely she could hear the voices calling and praying for her to wake up. Krista thought she was dead because she wanted to die.

"So much pressure, people who don't love me, why should I live?"

"You should..." A voice scared her because it was screaming. Krista knew this voice, was her mother.

"Mom, please. I want to be with you."

"But we are with you sweety! Miss Kostov, is too."

Tears came from her eyes. "She's.. she's dead?" She asked, not knowing the funeral of her teacher she never attended.

"I'm sorry, honey."

"NO.." Krista screamed.

                        ***

"Quick, we're loosing her." The doctor shouted to one of the nurses as a pair of doctors made their way towards the operating room and were fighting to save Krista's life.

"God, if something happens to her, I will die." Sergey said, slamming his palm at the wall. Hot blood came out of the punching as the pain hit him.

"I'll kill Carolina myself! I swear to God." Sergey kept swearing and cursing for revenge. Tatya couldn't say anything about it. Her eyes were fluffy and red from crying. She threw her head back at the chair she was sitting on as a huge wave of tears came again. She never felt this useless.

        ***After two hours***

A doctor came from the operating room and Sergey rushed towards him. Tatya followed Sergey and was hoping for a good answer.

"So.. doctor please tell me she's okay. Please." Sergey began begging at the doctor.

"She's out of the danger. Although it was hard, we did it. She seems to have soaked up the smoke and her right arm was burn but not too much that it could be ranked at the danger burns." Explained the doctor and Sergey and Tatya sighed in relief.

"Is she okay now?" Tatya asked.

"Yes. She needs to take a rest but later you can talk to her." The doctor left for another patient and Tatya hugged Sergey tight.

"Thank God she's okay." They whisper at each-other.

***

Meanwhile Krista woke up and when she saw herself surrounded by tubes, cried in silence. It couldn't have gone worse. Miss Kostov is dead, she knew everybody blamed  her for their teacher's death and now she was in a hospital bed..

Krista wanted company. Wanted someone to be there with her, saying that everything was gonna be okay. But no... She was alone in that hospital room, crying like a victim even though she hated to be called like that. Well this was that moment to accept your fate and blaming yourself for everything. She was feeling miserable. In that moment the door opened and the only people who loved her came in.

"Krista! You're awake!" Tatya jumped, and went to hug her.

"Hey cousin! What's up?"  Sergey said, wanting to cheer her up. Krista smiled. She tried to say something but she couldn't talk.

"It's okay. Is a part of the medicine. We were so worried about you."Sergey added.

"We wanted to say sorry about what happened. It was our fault. We couldn't protect you." Said Tatya as she looked deeply at Krista's eyes. They were empty without any emotion.

What are they talking about? Their fault? No guys, I'm the one who is to blame here!》Krista thought.

"But for now take a rest. You'll need it."  Tatya said. And it was true, Krista closed her eyes and they left. She fell asleep thinking about what happened. Thinking about the last memories with her teacher and for the rest of her life, living in pain.

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