Jo's POV
My heart feels heavy in my chest as it beats.
It's like there's something inside my heart, telling me to live. Even though I'm not dying.
"It's a god damn mess in here."
That's a good sign from the doctor, saying that my muscle mass is a mess. But why can I hear them... why the fuck can I hear them.
"It's like someone rearranged her muscle mass."
"That's not possible Owens."
"It may not be possible but that's what it looks like, take a look."I'm cold... I'm so fucking cold. I hate this. I hate that I can't tell them to stop and just let it heal. But I can't, and I don't know why.
It's a long process, one that makes me want to stab myself repeatedly with a scalpel. But finally it's over. I feel them wheeling me out of the OR and plant me in a room. All I hear is mumbling voices before I drift off to sleep.
When I wake up I feel weak. Everywhere. I turn my neck slightly both ways and I see no one. I feel alone, maybe I am. I try to rub my eye when I realize I'm lifting up a big fucking boulder.
"She's awake," I hear a voice say and I blink a bit more to see Morgan.
"Wheres Hero?" I ask, my voice sound extremely raspy. Like I've been hit in the throat.
"He's... he'll be here I just texted him," he tells me and even in my drowsy state I look at him.
"That sounds like a load of bullshit to me," I say and he chuckles.
"You've always been good at that," he tells me and I stare at him. "He's... seeing you like this messes him up. I think Felix ended up making him go to the gym to 'fight his demons?' I think that's how he phrased it." Morgan says and I hum a bit in response.
I'm not in the mood to ask questions, and I think I fall asleep again because when I wake up again Hero is at my side. "Hi," I say sleepily with a lazy smile on my face.
"Hi beautiful, how are you feeling?" He asks me softly and I lift up my arm.
"I feel like there's a big fucking rock on my arm," I say with a giggle and I hear him chuckle softly.
"Well that rock is gonna be on for the next six weeks," he tells me and I pout. "It wasn't supposed to be this much, but your muscle was a mess. It's like your arm grew around the tracker you dug out," he tells me and I nod.
"It's because it did," I say softly and he looks at me confused. "I broke my arm when I was 11. Long story short, when I went into surgery to fix the bad break my dad had them put it in so if I acted up as an adult he could find me. I guess he only just remembered it." I say and Hero moves the hair out of my face.
"Baby I'm sorry..." he says softly and I shrug a bit. I mean I wish I got it out better but I couldn't think of anything. My eyelids keep falling heavy and he chuckles softly. "Sleep baby, I'll be right here," he tells me softly and I let sleep over take me.
I scratch my arm as there's a little bump at the surface. I've been getting bug bites left and right so I'm not surprised I got another one. I mean fuck were in the forest.
It hurts though, more then normal and I can't explain it but something just feels... off. I scratch at it a little bit and it retreats into my arm. I wince at the slight pain and I decide I need to get someone to look at it.
Hero is in his office, Felix would be a tattle tale, so that leaves Morgan. I go hunt him out, I know he's somewhere in the house I just don't know where. I eventually do find him in his room, which is where I should've look there first.
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Serenity
FanficDeath is a extremely scary thing. Especially when you're in a scary, death filled world. Hero is broken, drug filled mess. After finding the love of his life dead at her fathers hand, he hasn't been the same. He's supposed to be a gang leader, but...