Mira was running through the hospital hallways. She had just received a call informing her that Nicolas was found in critical near their house, she tripped over a hospital cart but quickly got back on her feet finally she found the room she was told to go to. The operating light was still red when she tried to enter but one of the nurses stopped her.
"Let me in!", she screamed with anxiety and stress written all over her face.
"Sorry madam, but no one is allowed into the room until the surgery is complete ", the nurse spoke in a calm but authoritive manner .
Realizing there was nothing she could do, Mira left the place and sat at in the waiting ward . She texted their mom and sat there waiting . The light finally turned of after about half an hour of waiting she rashed over to the doctor who was performing the surgery .
"Doctor, doctor, is he going to be okay", she asked .
"We did our best buy he still lost too much blood ,survival is up to him now", the doctor replied to her.
"Where is he " , Mira asked.
"He has been moved to Room 911", the doctor replied.
Mira rushed over to the room ,when she found it she stood at the door she wanted to enter but she new that she didn't want to see what was inside. Gathering all her courage she opened the door and found Nicolas on the door she froze at what she saw. Her only brother the one that was with her for all those years when she was a nobody, on a bed covered in bandages in a life less state .
The sound of him breathing was the only thing that kept her from collapse . She walked to the bed side run her hand on his face running down his body then stopped at the huge stitches than where on his chest . In that moment she was taken back to her past , the time when she was alone in a cruel world ,the time when life had first taken away everything that was precious to her . Before she knew it tears where running down her face she fell on her knees a started cursing the world .