[ OT ] Sunday Free Write : Leave A Story , Leave A Comment - The Dark Gift Edition !

Hello all. I am back for the fourth week of posting. Time really does fly when you are having fun. I've got another fairly recent story to share with everyone, and again, comments and criticism would be very much appreciated. Thanks again, and keep writing! 
 
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 ** [ WP ] You come with Death to bring a loved one you left behind to the after-life.WRITING PROMPT** 
 
 We appeared in the hospital like ghosts. It must have looked as such as well, all the rooms were eerily quiet. The only sound was the soft breathing of the patient we came to visit, and the beeping of her various health monitors, standard for all patients above eighty-five years of age. She was asleep, which gave me a great chance to look at her face again, something I hadn ’ t been able to do in a very long time. 
 
 She aged very well. I could still see all the features I fell in love with all those years ago, her small cute mouth, and her sharp little nose. But then I realized with a feeling of sadness that her eyes were closed. These eyes I truly melted for, blue and piercing, bluer than the Aegean, Mediterranean, and Ionian seas put together. She was perfect, and with a strong feeling of sadness I began to consider all that we could have had. But before I could think hard, Death broke the silence, 
 
 “ Wake, Sonia. It is time. ” Her eyelids flicked open steadily, calmly, she had known this was going to happen for a long time. Without moving, she regarded the two of us, and with a distinct mental shudder realized who I was. Her voice faltered, stumbling through shock and awe as she tried to command her tongue to speak, 
 
 “ You, how can you be here? You died 70 years ago. How can this be? ” I had been instructed by Death not to speak, and so I held my tongue, though it took every last fiber of my being. Death broke through her confusion with his stern booming voice, a voice that instilled intimidation within my being even then, after all I had been through. 
 
 “ Silence. Sonia it is now time for you to die. Your life has been one rife with misery and sadness, though none your own. You have hurt many people with your foolish words, and have acted selfishly on many an occasion. *You are also responsible for the death of another*. For this you have been sentenced to an eternity in Hell. ” His voice never broke in tone, never hesitated, never faltered through the entire speech. Calmly he spoke phrases repeated eternally, passed many a time from the tongue of the reaper, whereupon the words slithered into the victim ’ s ear. Sonia began to cry, tears welling up in her shocking blue eyes. I knew with one look into them why I had fallen in love with her, and I felt emotion washing over me as she began to break down. I wanted to console her, to help her, but I was forbidden from doing so. As the silence built up, Death spoke again. 
 
 “ It is time to go now. Leave now, Heaven awaits you. Come now George, Hell beckons for your soul. ” Death grabbed my wrists, and pain seared into my flesh, burning through my skin and muscle. Tears streamed down my face, though not from the external pain. Sonia sat petrified, and began to shout at me, asking every sort of question, as she wrapped her mind around what had just happened. 
 
 “ George what did you do? George why are you going, after all I did to you, why? ” She was frantic, and I could tell she was thinking of our time together, the fun we had, the love she knew I had for her, and the love we both knew she never had for me. She must have thought of the aftermath, my collapse and her ascension, followed shortly by my action, my expiration. In my final moments as I vanished into Hell, I broke my silence, regardless of the punishment that would come as a result. 
 “ Because I always loved you. ” 

