Project V (Clementine X Male Reader Book 4)

Injured

Beep. Beep. Beep.

You've always hated the heart monitors, that constant beeping. You heard it day in and day out for weeks, both from your heart and Brooklyn's after you woke up. Emma refused any request to get rid of it.

You reach up to your chest, grip the wires, and pull them free. The beeping just becomes a loud screeching noise, but some nurse or doctor is going to come in, freaking out, and turn it off.

The door flies open, and two people come running in. They stop panicking when they see what you've done, wires held to your side.

Unknown Nurse: How are you feeling?

He has a Russian accent. You're still in Russia. The other nurse that came with him turns and walks out, sensing they won't be needed.

You: How am I feeling?

You aren't. They probably got you so pumped full of drugs you don't feel a thing. You do, however, feel a tightness in your chest, but you're sure it would be pain if it weren't for drugs.

You: I don't feel anything.

Unknown Nurse: Yeah. We have you on a lot of drugs right now.

You: No shit.

You drop the wires on the floor, tired of holding them. After a few seconds, the nurse finally turns off the monitor, and you don't have to listen to it anymore.

Unknown Nurse: Why did you do that?

You: It was annoying.

Unknown Nurse: I understand, but we thought you were dying.

You: Is it possible that I could die?

Unknown Nurse: If one of your broken ribs decided it wanted to pierce your heart a little more.

You: So. What happened to me then?

Unknown Nurse: Your left lung was punctured; your heart had a rib bone rubbing just up against it, which was causing some problems, you got lucky there; broken ribs which caused the other issues; bruised sternum of course; and some minor damage to your right kidney.

You: That's a long list.

Unknown Nurse: You must have taken a lot of trauma to your chest and back.

You: Yeah.

He turns around and starts scribbling some things down on a notepad.

You: Where's Brooklyn?

Unknown Nurse: She is fine, healing in her room.

You: Can I see her?

Unknown Nurse: In a moment. First, I need to make sure you're not going to die.

You: Fine.

Unknown Nurse: She had her right arm and leg broken and a concussion. She'll need to stay in a dark room for a few weeks.

You: A few weeks?

Unknown Nurse: Yes.

You: Is that how long we're stuck here?

Unknown Nurse: Oh, no-no. We just didn't want to risk moving you while you were unconscious. Plus, you have to be moved specially from what we've been told.

You: Yeah, I'm famous.

Unknown Nurse: More like a ghost. You are legally dead in your country.

You: Ha, so that's how they erased what I did.

Unknown Nurse: Yes.

You: And why do you know? Doesn't sound like something some random nurse in Russia should know.