The colour is purple (Mi's side)

The colour is purple
Edward did come back as he promised along with a tall thin nurse in her early twenties. She had long Ash blond hair that went down to the middle of her back in tight ringlets and an oval shaped face. Her eyes where no distinctive colour but resembled a greyish blue she also wore golden eye shadow and a shiny clear lip gloss the made her plump lips stand out . I had seen her around the unit before but had never really had much to say to her always avoiding being with her for observations.

“Edward told me you weren’t doing so well.” She said sweetly in her velvet childish voice that would of suited a child as she bent down beside me placing the oxygen cylinder with mask all ready attached next to her before pulling the oxygen monitor out of her pocket and clipping it onto my finger the beeping of my fast pulse filling up of the room with life, my life. With out this pulse the pain wouldn’t exist. The void wouldn’t matter, there was no reason to stay. No mother who loved me, no farther to stay, no son to cherish, no Arabella.

“I’m Ava.” The nurse said sweetly interrupting the thumping of my pause around the room. “You seemed to have got your self in quite the pickle here. She had all the features of a paediatric care bare, she would of fitted well in the bright colours of the skylight ward even her tee shirt had a sketchy drawing of Bambi on it from the Disney film. If she hadn’t worked here in the middle off all this madness and desperation I would of swore that she never new mental illness existed.
“Esmee said that you had a rough night too.”

My stomach lurched as I heard her name and I wasn’t sure why but I couldn’t stop the retching noise rippling up my throat.

“Edward can you do me a favour and grab a dish from the bathroom just in case.” Ava asked sweetly as she twisted a knob on the top of the oxygen cylinder and placed the mask subtly by my chin, it had obviously made it into my notes somewhere that I acted irrationally towards the masks being over my face.

“This will make you feel a lot better at least physically if you let me hold this properly to your face Mi. All the crying is really giving your body a work out and your lugs are struggling to keep up.” Ava smiled showing her teeth that where neatly concealed behind a layer of train track braces.
“Maybe you could hold this mask to your face or let me or Edward if you would prefer I know you know him a little better then my self.”

I grimaced at the thought of the supple plastic sucking it’s self to my cheek bones at the slight anti septic taste the air tasted like as it swirled in my mouth and made tracks down into my greedy lungs. I had been told before by my parents that my lungs where greedy they wanted more then there fair share of the world around me and that I didn’t deserve it. To breath was a luxury that I didn’t deserve unless I paid for it by performing for daddy and his friends.
I wailed harder as the desperate confusion mingled in red with the deep blue depression that swirled in my stomach making one thick deep purple monster. I wanted the oxygen I wanted it because I new it would make the pain in my head and chest better, I new it would make the sickness fade but I didn’t want to pay for it and that made me selfish. I didn’t want to take up more then my fair share of the oxygen in the ECA in fact I wanted to take less, I wanted to be little and small and hardly there at all.

“Please.” Edward asked gently as he picked the mask up in his had and hovered it close under my chin.

“It coast to much!” I shouted pulling the OK that had tried to slip over my lips back into my mouth.
“They said that I breathed to much and that I had to pay! It coast to much what they want from me! I howled pressing my hands close to my face.

“Mi, they are wrong.” Said another voice entering into the room before scooting his giant body in between Ava and Edward his Emerald eyes looking directly into mine.
“trust me he added.” and immediately I removed my hands away from my face and let him press the mask up against my face.