Trinity - The Prophecy (4 page)

Chapter Six

“Oh my God, there she is,” a faint voice in the background whispered.

I tried to open my eyes. They only partly opened.

“Call an ambulance Jason. Quick!”

What I could see was a blur. There was a face in front of me but I couldn’t make it out. Then it was gone and I closed my eyes to blackness again.

A searing pain started gnawing in my chest and throat. I struggled to breathe as I came back to consciousness.

“Trinity, can you hear me. Do you know where you are?”

I opened my eyes slightly again. They slowly came into focus as a woman’s face started to appear. My left arm felt wet and sore along with my chest and throat. I tried to lift my head but it only got gently pushed back down.

“Trinity
? Can you hear me? Trinity? Trinity? Trinity do you know where you are?” the woman repeated as it slowly made its way to my ears. I went to speak. I opened my mouth, but no sounds came out. I gave a slight shake of my head. I didn’t know where I was.

“You are in an alley. We are going to lift you onto the gurney and take you to the PA Hospital. Can you understand me?” the woman asked.

I gave her a slight nod.

“We are going to be as gentle as we can. You have lost a lot of blood and we’re worried that you have a neck injury. Ready. Three, two, one, lift…”

A scream escaped my lips as I was lifted. It felt like a concrete block had been dropped onto my chest, yet it was only air. I felt a warm hand touch my arm, then it was gone. Everything went black again.

My eyes fluttered open and closed. I felt numb. Bright lights were shining into them. Beeping noises pierced their way through to my eardrum. I felt movement. Small jerkiness along with a high-pitched siren. I must have been in the ambulance. I tried to turn my head but it was held in place. I started to panic. I lifted my arms but they felt heavy and did not want to move. My heart rate jumped and a monitor started beeping frantically.

“Trinity you are ok. We are nearly there
,” the woman said. Then all went black once more.

I groaned a little as I stretched slightly. My whole body hurt and my mouth was extremely dry. I squinted through my eyes at the light that was filling the window. It looked to be sunrise. It was overly bright and only just coming up. I moved my neck and found I had movement again. I looked over to my left and saw that Nikkee was sitting in a chair next to the hospital bed I was in, with her head resting right beside my leg. I felt heat at my right hand and looked over expecting to see Sky, but it was Jason. It surprised me. His hand felt like comfort as I laid there. He was in the same position as Nikkee except she wasn’t holding my hand. I slowly pulled my hand out of his and raised it up to see I had an IV drip in it and a bandage wrapped around my wrist.

I heard a noise in the hall and looked to the doorway. My mind was a rumble and blur. I vaguely remembered being in an ambulance. Then I remembered the hand around my mouth. At that moment, the door opened and it made me jump along with Nikkee and Jason.

“Trinity, you’re awake. That is good. How do you feel?” a woman in a nurse outfit asked.

“Ummm. Tired and thirsty
,” I replied as it was all I could think about at the time.

She walked over to my bedside table to
pour a drink.

“I’ll get that
,” Nikkee said as she got up.

The Nurse smiled at her and then said to me
, “You have good friends. They insisted that they would be staying even though we told them to go home.” She took my blood pressure and wrote some notes down after looking back and forth from the machines I was plugged into. “I will let the Doctor know you are awake and he will be with you as soon as he can,” she smiled once more and then left the room.

“Oh Trinity, I am so sorry
,” Nikkee said as she handed me the water and then dropped her head down to my stomach and started crying. I raised my right arm, placed it on her head, and started stroking her hair.

“It’s ok. It’s not your fault
,” I reassured her and then I looked to Jason. He was staring out the window with his face out of view.

“What happened?” Nikkee asked all muffled with h
er face pressed against my abdomen.

“I’m not…” I went to reply as the door opened again and the doctor walked through.

“Hello Trinity. I am Doctor Mitchel. I have some good news and some bad news. First, the good news, the X-ray and CT scan show no head or neck trauma. However, you have six fractured ribs, plus a mark on your left arm. It took us a while to slow the bleeding and you have a high risk of getting an infection.  Your friend here told us that it happened a week ago.”

“A week ago?” I interrupted, and looked at Nikkee and Jason a little closer and saw they were in normal everyday clothes. Nikkee actually looked a little dishevelled with her hair a mess and track pants.

“You have been unconscious for six days. We could not find the cause. We suspect it was your mind protecting itself. Not wanting to wake up and face what happened. It happens a lot with victims who have been attacked and we can never find how they do it,” he said.

“Oh my God. Six days?” I whispered.

“The police have been called as they wanted to be alerted as soon as you woke up so they could get a statement. They are here now. Are you ok with giving a statement or do you need some more time? It is sometimes best to talk straight away while your mind is fresh. We can have a counsellor come in and sit with you while your interview is conducted,” the doctor added.

“Oh no I’ll be fine thank you
,” I replied with a smile.

“If all checks out you could leave later on today or tomorrow. I will check back in later
,” he said giving a slight nod and then walking out.

A few minutes later two detectives walked into my room. Nikkee and Jason had to leave while they spoke with me.

“Can you tell us what happened?” asked the female officer.

I thought back to the hand, then the face of the guy from Huss it Out. It all rushed through my mind and I winced.

“No. I don’t, sorry. I remember a hand going around my mouth and then my head being hit on something hard. Then…nothing until an ambulance officer was talking to me,” I said lying to them. I knew I shouldn’t have, but they would send me to the looney bin if they knew what really happened.

After a few more questions they left and Nikkee and Jason came back in.

“What happened? Did you tell them everything?” Nikkee asked.

“No, I lied.”

“What! Why?” Nikkee and Jason both said at the same time.

“Because even I don’t believe what I saw and they would transfer me to the mental ward
,” I confessed.

“Tell us
,” Nikkee pressed.

I looked back and forth to them both and decided I had to tell someone and it might as well be my new family.
..

I tried to scream as the sidewalk went from view. I was dragged back at an abnormal speed. The man pushed my body against the wall pressing his hand on my mouth and his forearm across my chest. It was the same guy from inside the club that had sat at my table. I wanted to scream again as he pressed hard and I felt my ribs giving way from the pressure. He snarled at me. His eyes were brown, but at the centre was a tinge of red. My heart raced with fear. Then his hand was around my throat cutting off my air supply.

“Finally, the last descendant. I have been looking for you
for a long time. Your mother would not give you up and died screaming. But you will die in silence,” he sneered.

My eyes opened in fear and fright as his words sunk deep into my soul. His hand loosened so I could speak.

“My mother didn’t want me,” I forced out.

“Your mother died protecting you. Too bad it was for nothing.”

Then his hand went back over my mouth and was followed by a stabbing pain in the left side of my stomach that brought tears to my eyes and caused my legs to give way. I didn’t fall to the ground as his other hand held me in place.

Then he was off me and I did fall to the ground. I saw a flash of bodies moving so fast that I couldn’t keep up. My eyelids slowly dropped down only to spring open again as I heard a growl then a yelp followed by a voice.

“Trinity.”

I looked up into a familiar face. It was that guy from Huss
It Out!

“You’re dying.”

I gave a nod in acknowledgement. I didn’t know why I felt so calm about it.

“I will save you.”

There was a pain in my right wrist followed by a warm liquid hitting my lips making my mouth open.

“Drink
,” his voice commanded. And I did. I don’t know why I did. Survival instinct perhaps?

It tasted like blood. The pain in my stomach slowed to almost nothing. My chest and throat still ached.

“You need more to heal the rest of you. Drink. Quickly!” he said with panic. He swore and then was gone.

I told them.

“I heard you call out to me Nikkee,” I told them both.

“You’re right. We should get you transferred to the Mental Health ward
,” Nikkee stated.

Jason just looked at me with a frown on his face. I think I was more scared of his look than what Nikkee had said out loud.

My friends think I’m going crazy… and I fear they are right!

Chapter Seven

After spending two more nights in the hospital, I was finally allowed to go home. Jason had stayed the whole time along with Nikkee. Mr
. and Mrs. Jane had come to see me and brought us all a heap of food as she worried we would be starving.

We didn’t talk much more about the attack because people were coming and going. I really thought I was going insane. What I was remembering must have been made up from my mind. Was I blocking out what really happened? I must have been showing all my emotions on my face because Nikkee went and bought me a Daffy Duck plush toy. I hugged it tight and Jason half smiled.

I was laying on my bed with Nikkee and feeling some sense of peace at last, when I asked, “Why was Jason there?”

Nikkee sat up with a coy look on her face and laughed.

“Because he likes you. And he feels responsible for you being hurt
,” she sighed then added, “He was pretty angry at me and at himself. He said he should have just gone with us.”

I was just staring at her. I was not sure how to take the news that he had feelings for me. I
had suspected it but now that it was said aloud, it was more real. Did I feel the same for him? I thought back to all the times I ever saw him. I admitted to myself that yes, I would steal  glances if I knew he wasn’t looking and would get more excited than I should knowing he was back from working away. Crap.

“I am not
his responsibility,” I replied trying to show I didn’t care that he liked me.

“No you were ours and I let you down
,” Nikkee said as she laid back down.

“It’s not your fault either
,” I told her in reassurance.

“Yes it is because I should not have been so stupid as to leave you with that twit Sky who only thinks of herself. Leaving you alone again just after we had a fight about it…I am so angry with her and she knows it. That’s why she hasn’t been around
,” she said through gritted teeth.

“It’s not her fault. She was only going for a second to let Mark know where we were
,” I said defending my bestie.

Nikkee sat up again and looked down at me. “It only takes a second Trinity and she knows that. Her and I
have had each other’s back since we started going to clubs and then when she gets a man, she forgets that you or I are there. It put you in danger. And you now think you drank someone’s blood. What if that person had something? HIV, Herpes…the clap?”

“All blood work came back fine and I probably imagined it anyways. Like you said.”

She frowned at me and then laid down again. “It was shit. Plain and simple and your friend let you down.”

“You don’t need to protect me Nikkee. You went off by yourself. These things happen
,” I told her.

I went silent and put my hand to my chest where my one and only trinket lay warm on my collarbone. It was my mothers. Well as far as I knew, it was. It
had been around my neck when I was dumped at the hospital. It was a silver chain and the pendant that hung loose like a teardrop, it was carved in silver vines and the pendant itself was bright blue with some white swirls. Like the sky and clouds were mixed together. Some days when I would see it in my drawer, I could swear that it was liquid and that the blue would slowly swirl with the white. I had never worn it. Even though I held it close to me as the only thing I had of my mother, it also reminded me that I was abandoned so I never wore it. Until now.

“Do you think what he said about my mum was true?” I asked in a quiet voice.

She didn’t answer straight away. I knew she was looking for words she did not know how to say.

“Look. I honestly think you were knocked out. You had a nightmare. You had no stab wound. You had a lot of blood on you probably from cutting your wrist on some glass as you struggled. I have read that sometimes in traumatic events people come up with weird and frightful stories that are not true. Like that girl from Petrie who claimed that werewolves were stalking her. Maybe a weredingo if she was on Straddy but umm, when have you ever heard of a wolf in Australia?”
she said with a laugh.

My fingers got warmer as they sat on the pendant. She had a point. What if it was all crap and I had just imagined it
?

“So I was thinking. We should skip the city for a while but maybe next weekend to celebrate the end of our torturous school years, we should go to Mon Komo in Redcliffe. They have it set up as a nightclub on Friday nights. We would be close to home
,” she said.

“Yeah maybe
,” I said and rolled over. I was not sure if I was ready to go out on a big adventure to a club again, no matter how small. Yet, I knew I could not hide forever either.

Just as my eyes were closing a chime came from my phone. I picked it up and looked at it. It was a message from Sky asking if I would meet her at the coffee shop Braisin Hussy in fifteen minutes. I replied with an “OK” but I mentally groaned. I just wanted to sleep.

I walked around the back of The Braisin Hussy and saw Sky sitting near the back tables. I walked up to her and hugged her tight to let her know I was not angry with her. A tear ran down her
cheek and she smiled. I sat next to her where a Latte’ was already waiting for me. I took a long, slow sip to savour the sweet taste of caffeine.

“I am so sorry Trinity. If I hadn’t gone to get Mark you would have been fine
,” she said with sadness.

I honestly
didn’t think I would have been. Nikkee and Jason might think I am nuts but I believe that what happened, happened. How would I come up with something as weird as that? Why would my mother be brought up when I push any thoughts of her away? I believe if it were not there and then it would have happened elsewhere. So many questions were left unanswered.

“It’s not your fault. Don’t feel guilty. I am sick of every one taking the blame for something that was out of their control. It happened. I am now fine. All is good in the world
,” I said with force because I really was getting sick of it. I was not a baby. I was tougher than people thought. After living with my foster monster for so many years how could I not have a thick skin?

“Nikkee is still mad at me. She won’t even answer my messages
,” Sky added.

“She will get over it
,” I said.

“I don’t think she will. She is so protective of you and because it was me, that makes it worse
,” Sky added.

“But you two are best friends too. You’ll work it out
,” I reassured her.

She had a doubtful look on her face. I couldn’t do much more to help except talk to Nikkee myself. Unfortunately, I knew there was going to be a bit of a battle on my hands and Nikkee was too stubborn for her own good.

After getting home, I walked back through the side gate and up towards the garage. There I saw
Jason at his car, loading a few bags in the trunk.

“Hey, you off to work again?” I asked, as I got closer.

“Yeah. I was due back last Thursday, “he replied, not looking at me.

“Sorry
,” I said feeling bad he missed work because I got myself beaten up by a…well I wasn’t sure yet but I was pretty sure I was saved by a vampire. Yes, I was completely nuts.

He turned and looked me dead in the eye. A strange knowing swept through me, and his eyes bore deep into my own.

“Try and not get yourself killed while I’m away,” he said flatly.

I laughed. I couldn’t help myself.

“I’m being serious,” he pressed.

“I know
,” I said more seriously.

“I will call to check in,” he added.

“Like a good big brother,” I retorted.

“No. Something far more dangerous
,” he said as he got in his car. Started the engine and backed out down the driveway.

I sto
od there in silence and watched him leave.

What could be more dangerous?