Till the end of time

Hospital visit gone wrong

Raina's POV

Mmm. I woke up to the sound of something beeping. I tossed, but I couldn't turn. It was like something was forbidding me too. I scrunched my eyebrows. What the hell? Why couldn't I move? My eyes began to slowly flutter open. It was a bit bright so I had to keep my eyes closed. I tried again. Everything was more clearer. The beeping got louder. All I saw were white walls. All white walls and I knew I was in a hospital. I looked around and saw machines. One was connected to the back of my hand. I think it's called a I.V. I looked down and saw my leg in some sort of cast. I scrunched up my eyebrows. What the heck happened to me? Why did my body so suddenly start to hurt.

Wait a second!

I'm in a hospital!

My eyes widened. No! No! No! I'm in a hospital! Oh crap! Oh crap! Oh crap! I tried to get out of bed the best I could. I couldn't be here. I can't be here. They'll find me. They'll find me and take me away. To do unthinkable things to me. I could feel my heart pounding against my chest. I can't be here! I can't be here! Damn it! I successfully got out of bed. Even though getting my casted leg out of bed hurt like a motherfucker. I tore the I.V. Out of my hand, no matter how much it hurt. I could smell the scent of my own blood. It almost made me gag with how strong it was. I ripped off the wires from my chest. Ignoring the sound of the machine beeping loudly. I needed to get out of here before they catch me. I can't get taken or else I'll be like my parents. I won't and I can't. Not now or ever. I didn't care that I could feel the cold air on my bare ass. I needed to get out, now! I limped my way towards the door. My vision was getting hazy. I had to get out of here. I had to! I can't be here when they show up. I can't be taken.

The door opened. No! I saw a lady in nurse clothing. I didn't trust her. I can't trust her. She tried to get me back in my bed. But I wouldn't let her. I struggled in her arms. "No! Leave me! I can't be here!", I yelled. She put her damn hands on me. Oh hell nah bitch! Get your damn hands off of me! I screamed and tried to get away from her. I can't be contained or else they'll get me. They can't. I won't let them. I pushed her away from me. I tried to make my way towards the door in the fastest way possible. I can't let them take me. I won't let them.

It was harder then I thought. The minute I even touched the door. It opened and pushed me back. I scrambled to my feet. I got defensive. Both hands up, I ignored the smell and sight of my blood dripping down my hand. But it wasn't anyone that I didn't want. It was Jackson. But I still can't calm down. I can't let my guard down. His eyes widened at the sight of me. "Ray ray, you got to calm down, okay? You got to calm down. You need to get back into that bed right now", he said pointing to the bed I just got out of. I shook my head. "I'm sorry, Jax. But I can't", I said sternly. I tried to run past him. But I felt his arms wrap around my waist. I screamed, cried out and kicked with my food working leg. "No! Let me go! Let go of me! They'll find me! They'll find me! They'll kill us all!", I screamed. I screamed again. I won't let them take me. I can't. I can't surrender. I won't.

"Calm down Raina! They won't find you here! I promise, but you got to calm down!", he yelled at me. But at this moment, I didn't believe him. I couldn't. I screamed again. The door opened again. I tensed up again. No! I kicked again. With the only good working leg that I had. "No! No! No! Don't let them take me! I don't want to die!", I yelled in fear. I dug my nails into his arms. Trying to get out of them. The door opened and I was met with the most gorgeous man I've ever seen.

He had pale milky skin. His hair was a golden brown. And his eyes, his eyes were a golden, with little freckles of dark gold in them. He was wearing a doctors coat. But alas, I couldn't even trust him. I struggled in Jackson's arms. "No, no, let me go Jax. I can't be, I can't be taken. Please", I begged him. "What is the meaning of this?", the doctor asked. His voice sounded like honeysuckle. And I didn't even know what that sounded like until right now. "I'll tell you once you help me get her back into the bed", Jax grunted. I shook my head side to side in a fast manner. Almost giving me whiplash. "No! We can talk about this, can't we. We can talk about this, please let me go. I'm not ready to die. I'm not ready to die. Not yet", I begged as I had tears streaming down my cheeks.