Ophelia's nightmares (Short story)

It was a quiet night in the hospital. Ophelia was merely a nurse at this point who was in charge of supplying medicine for patients who tended the area. Every day, she’d notice the girl always facing the window, into the outdoors.. Eventually she’d walk into the room and sit down with the girl.
“Who are you?” the girl would ask, looking around, trying to find the source of the sounds. “Is that you, Miss Hazel? Is it time?”
“No, Kiko. My name is Ophelia. I’m the one that supplies your needs.” She says in a comforting tone. The girl stared off into space, not saying another word. She doesn’t seem up for talking but Ophelia keeps trying. “Where is your family? I haven’t seen anyone visit you.” The girl didn’t answer. Ophelia waited patiently for her to respond but it didn't look like she would… and so she got up to leave but-
“Julian… is dead…” Kiko would say quietly. Ophelia sat back down and apologized for bringing up that topic, but Kiko kept going. “He was always getting into trouble… until he got into the wrong crowd… the only person I met who tried to help him was… Keys man…? But he told me he failed too…” Kiko’s breathing got a bit shaky until Ophelia held onto her arm. The girl started to cry softly onto her blanket. “He always did bad things in order to make money for my treatment… Why did he have to go?”
“Hey…” Ophelia said, comforting her. “It’s okay… he did all these things just for you… I’m sure he’s watching from heaven.” This made Kiko feel better. Wiping her tears, she would lay back down on her bed.
“Thank you, Miss Ophelia.” She’d say before drifting to bed. Ophelia looked at a clipboard that was laying on the desk next to her bed… She then looked back at Kiko who was deep in her slumber. Ophelia then made a deal with herself that day. Her surgery was coming up, and she was going to comfort her the entire way through. The next few days, Ophelia would come in, bringing lollipops, and telling her stories and a princess who had help from a witch in order to go on adventures beyond her tower. The two had a close relationship with each other… similar to a mother and a daughter

…
Until she died.
The surgery was botched. Scalpels were laced with chemicals that were fatal to the human body, and this discovery was found out too late. Ophelia waited outside of the room in order to see Kiko again. She heard footsteps coming from towards her and looked up with a smile… until it was turned into a look of sadness as she saw three policemen heading towards her.. “Could you please come with us?” One of the men asked them. Later on, Ophelia was tried in court for malpractice and the death of Kiko. A man with orange hair and a hat was her defense, but it doesn’t look like he could convince the court otherwise.
”The chemicals found on the scalpel were the same ones found in the defendant's room.” The prosecutor said, “ Also the security camera footage shows her always coming into her room. Why could she have done that? Maybe it was to gain the victims' trust so they wouldn’t suspect her?” Ophelia tried to speak up but she was silenced, only being able to watch… she didn’t even process the rest of the trial. She was too focused on the fact that the child she thought of as a daughter… is just gone. Dead. and she was taking the fall for it… It was too much for her, and she just wanted to leave.
“I plead guilty.” She says with her head down as the prosecutor and the defense stare at her in shock. She had 6 years of prison sentence, due to the fact that the orange man was able to get her off a couple of years… When she got out, she went back to her apartment and started remodeling the place, creating it into a small little freelance hospital. And that's when she started working. A couple months pass and she gets frequent visits from two kids, Matt and Eren. One day, Ophelia was hard at work until Matt came up to her and said,
“Miss Ophelia! Could you tell me a story?” Ophelia needed a break from her work anyways, and got back from behind the counter and sat down in front of him.

“Alright, sweetie. Just one though.” She says starting the tale. “Once upon a time, there was a princess who lived in a small castle. She was weak and she could never go outside… but one day a witch came and talked to the princess. The princess never had anyone to talk to before, so this was a new experience, however the two became close friends. Some time passes and the Princess says, ‘I wish I could go outside and see the sunlight.’ The witch replied ‘I could help you! All you have to do is trust me!’ The princess, overjoyed, took the offer in a heartbeat, and the witch prepared to cast a spell… but the spell failed. The witch was scared, heartbroken by what she’s done. The princess had died in her own hands… she didn’t know what to do, but all she knew is that it was her fault… and she could never atone for her crimes no matter how hard she-”
“Miss Ophelia! You’re crying!”
Ophelia looked up at Matt, snapping out of her trance. She walked up to a mirror and noticed that tears were streaming down her face, ruining her makeup. She turned back around to Matt and spoke,
“Perhaps you should go home for the night. It’s getting late.” She said with a soft smile. But Matt refused to budge
“No! I want to help you! I want to make you not sad!” She sighed as she gave him a lollipop and patted him on the head.
“It’s too late for that. Go home, sweetie. I’ll see you tomorrow.” She said opening the door for him to leave. Matt reluctantly went along and went home as she turned the sign to say close in front of the door. She then walked upstairs and fell down on her bed, thinking about what she could have done to save the girl… “Did I want to be a doctor because I wanted to help people… or did I want to atone?”

Oh damn

Interesting

This is great! and depressing

Thx shiv!

Np!

Very good writing dude

Jeez- I mean great story!