Chapter 3

I don't know when I fell asleep in the helicopter but what is certain is that I am in the middle of nowhere and I am cold, very cold.  I'm shaking all over and the slightest noise makes me jump.

 Completely frightened, I curled up on myself.  What’s the point after all!!!  I just have to die here and now, I whispered, crying.

 Ten or fifteen minutes later I was already starting to run out of tears and I felt more and more even my eyelids were completely heavy.  The end was near.  But a flash came back to me.

 No!  This is not the end;  I don't have to give up.  I'm not alone, I say, touching my stomach.  I must prepare for the arrival and the future of my child, even alone in a country about which I know nothing. I must give him a future, the best that I can give him.  But for that, I must... I must live.  Yes!!  I must live.

 Gradually becoming aware of certain truths, I sat down in the grass.  I'm in horrible pain, I feel like my skin is extremely pale, and my feet refuse to carry me, but after several tries, I succeed.  My throat is dry, my stomach is gurgling, and I have a fever due to my gaping wounds which must have undoubtedly become infected despite all this I don't know by what force I managed to walk perhaps clumsily but I was walking and that was the most important thing.  I would probably end up meeting people and finding a cabin to eat.

 I fell from time to time but I still ended up getting up and little by little the night ended up rearing its ugly head and the cold was more and more oppressive.  I had been walking for over 3 hours and I could barely see anything.

 At one point my foot ended up landing on something hard and gritty.

 A road?!

 I had found a road that was certainly empty but I had found a road which led me to the following conclusion: there was a town not far away.  This road led to a town.

 Hope finally reached me, maybe I would succeed.  I continued walking this time with more or less a goal in mind

 I wanted to reach this city.

 But that's without counting on my Karma.  I was hungry and thirsty and the worst part was this liquid running between my legs.

 - No!!  This must not happen to me.  I can't stand it, I whispered, passing my right hand over the place where I felt the liquid flowing.

 At the sight of my right hand full of blood, I started to panic and without realizing it I was already heading backward.

 My end was near, I felt it had arrived.  I've fought the inevitable long enough.

POV MICHAEL

 - Mom, we go out, I shouted in front of the mansion door

 - Already ?!  But you just came back, said my mother, appearing in the hall with her hands on her hips, looking at us in turn.

 - And what's more, you're taking your brother, added my father who was perched on the stairs

 - We're just going to a club, to unwind a little, said my brother Mike I've had a hell of a day and they're coming off a mission, it's a good time to spend some time between us.

 Pretending to think, Mom ends up taking a deep breath

 - Okay, but you be careful!!  Drink in moderation.

 - Don't worry Melinda, we're going to avoid drinking too much, I still want to remember what I'm going to do, said Derek, smiling charmingly

 Making my mother roll her eyes at the same time

 - Remember to protect yourself, my father told him, which earned him a black look from my mother

 My mother hates everything that has to do with sex plans but she has nothing to complain about because she knows that with all the careerists there are in the area we have no choice.

 Seeing that we were dragging on a little too long, it was Mike, my brother, who opened the door letting the other guys pass.

 - Goodbye Mom.  Don't wait for us, he said as he left.

 I said ciao to them before also going out, closing the door at the same time.

 Getting into the 4x4 one by one we took the road towards the city.

 Good humor reigned in the cabin with Derek and Oliver side by side, there was something to laugh about, I assure you.

 It's been almost 4 months since we were all together, my brother Mike, Derek, Ernest, Igor, Oliver, and Zadiste in a sense they too are my brothers, my brothers in arms.

 - ...... guys, we haven't yet chosen which club we're going to sleep in this evening.

 - for once you say something sensible Derek..... Oliver started before being cut off by Igor who was driving

 - I think the box will wait a little bit, he said before stopping the car and taking him down.

 Curious to see what could have made him stop like this, we all got out of the car.

 - Oh my God !!  What did she ask him when Ernest ran towards him?

 - Sometimes you ask really stupid questions, Ernest, what do I know?

 

 Putting a finger on her pulse, Igor put her in my arms

 - His pulse is very weak, we need to take him to the Hospital

 - Mike calls the hospital, I tell my brother while climbing the 4×4 helped by Oliver

 - she also bleeds, says Zadiste, pointing to Igor's white shirt

 - I Say a lot, we had no time to waste

 I hadn't finished talking when Igor pressed on the mushroom

 That's how 1 hour later we arrived at the hospital with blood everywhere and a frail young woman in my arms.

 How could all this have happened???