Sleeping beautyI try to keep myself calm as the blood seeps through my coat.More Like This
On the inside, it wasn't going so well. But on the outside I kept a calm soothing voice for Tristen. She needed it.
I can hear sirens in the distance getting closer faster, but not fast enough.
"Rose," Tristen says painfully.
"Shhh," I command. "Focus on breathing baby, it's gonna be okay." I say, convincing myself more than her. Her eyes start to close and tears sting my eyes like bees. "No! Keep your eyes open Tristen." They don't open. "Tristen!" I yell, slowly losing my composure. I cup her head and huddle it against me, holding it tightly to keep her beautiful head from the sharp cold on this dreadful December night.
The sirens are louder than ever. That's when I feel hands on my shoulder, dragging me away from Tristen. I scream, beg and plead for them to not take her away from me, to let me ride in the ambulance. With little success. Within minutes she's loaded and gone to the hospital. A big man in a police uni