Girl With Golden Eyes

Chapter 2

Beep...Beep...beep…beep…bee….

"Yes but…no but she….yes, no she should be DEAD!"

"What are you saying? She only fell out of a tree I bet it can't be that bad!" 'Squeal' 'whoosh' "oh-oh-oh my god!"

Beep…beep…beep…beep…beep…beep…..

"Hello, HELLO! IS ANYBODY OUT THERE" I yelled at the barren landscape. It seemed to be an empty field surrounded by a thick forest of trees.

"Hello! Miss!" I heard a male voice echo. As I ran towards the voice I saw the man had big black hair that poofed around his head much like a lions main. His skin was slightly tanned and he seemed to be wearing a black short sleeved shirt which showed off his many tattoos. It was Nikki Fucking Sixx. He ran to me and held me tight

"Miss are you ok?" he asked

"Ya Ya I'm- I'm ok" I said

"you don't look like it"

"what do you mean?"

"You look like you've been run over by a car no offence" He said then it all came back to me…the tree me falling.. I looked down at myself and found blood stains all over my body especially my stomach. Then the pain hit, my ribs ached terribly, I fell to my knees coughing up blood.

"Miss wake up MISS WAKE UP!" Nikki screamed.

"MISS! WAKE UP!" I heard a male voice scream

"hu uhh what-what happened where am I where's Nikki!" I screamed feeling blood trickle down my chin.

"Miss I need you to keep quiet! Don't yell you'll only hurt yourself more!" The man said my eyes had yet to open either that or I'm blind.

"Miss we're going to have to bring you into surgery, I'm going to sedate you, you'll just feel a small prick."

"Needles! No! No NOOOOO!" I scream trying to move my arm as more blood spatters out of my mouth.

"Miss hold still please, do you wanna die!"

"Yes" I said bluntly but the pain was over whelming and I fell tired and gave up….

I was in surgery for 5 hours apparently from the accident I had 2 broken ribs, a broken arm and a broken leg. I had many stitches one was on my face where I had a large scratch from a tree branch it was on my left cheek. I should be dead and yet again sadly I am not. 'Why does God hate me? Why won't he let me die!...what if hmmm I know! I slit my throat!' I thought to myself silently and I sit there in the white hospital room where the only noise I heard was the beeping of the machines. I was interrupted in my thoughts by the door opening and in walked a blonde man with a white lab coat on and behind him cam a nurse in a white outfit.

"Well I see you're awake that's a good thing" the doctor said

"I-I…." I started forgetting what I was about to say.

"Please Miss don't talk you'll need to conserve energy you're still really week." The nurse spoke softly

"please go back to sleep while we check on your vital signs" the doctor said

"but, when will I be betting out of here…" I said weekly

"around 3 days but you'll be in your casts for around 2 weeks you'll need a wheel chair seeing as you can't use crutches because of you also broken arm." The blonde doctor said as I slumped back into the bed and fell into yet another deep sleep

Through the blackness of my thoughts I found a small light. I walked over to the dim brightness it was almost like a window. I looked through the window and I saw myself 12 years old sliding cold metal blades along my wrists. Then I saw me playing and running around with Devin my little brother who was only 5 years of age at the time. The scene changed yet again to me snuggling up against my older brother by the campfire. The window closed and all I saw was blackness once again. Then I found another window only this time as I walked up to it I saw me at the age of 16….I saw my death, I saw my body jerking violently on the bathroom floor as it slowly became lifeless. This wasn't any dream this was a nightmare

"NOO! NO! STOP IT!" I screamed into the darkness as an invisible force had caused me to glue my eyes onto the window and watch at the paramedics in the ambulance tried to get my heart going again

"PLEASE STOP IT!" I screamed louder and louder.

"NOOOO!" I screamed once more as I saw the doctors talking to my parents telling him about my tragic trip into death. I saw my parent's faces with worry anger and disgust. They hated me they probably still do today. Still trying to shake the invisible force which was holding me down free I heard voices.

"KELSI KELSI KKKKEEEELLLSSSIII" spoke a soft female voice.

"Kelsi It's me Hannah please don't leave me again please."

"NO NO! This is impossible you...You...You're dead! Nooo! Hannah? Hannah! I'm so sorry I ever left you back there I didn't know that you would be killed I so Sorry Hannah please forgive me?"

"Well Je- I mean Kelsi you know about your 2 near death experiences? Well remember how we always wanted to be a ghost investigation group so we studied everything about the supernatural? Well you can see me" And all of the sudden a white gowned blonde hair figure appeared in front of me

"HANNAH" I said and ran towards her, I went to hug her but simply passed through her and fell through the black floor screaming.

"Kelsi Wake up! KELSI!" I heard the doctor scream.

"MMmm…" I said and slowly opened my tired eyes

"What now?" I asked

"You've been asleep for the past three days silly its you're day of your release."

"No please don't make me go back there please no!" I screamed

"Jeff is already here to pick you up" the doctor said

"Now go get dressed and I believe this belongs to you" The doctor said pulling out my small shuffle iPod from his pocket

"Uhh Thank you!" I said gratefully

"and here are your clothes" said the nurse. It wasn't much different from the hospital gown I was wearing it was just another plane white gown. The nurse helped me into the wheel chair which sat next to my bed and wheeled me over to the bathroom to help me change. Once in my white gown I took the iPod and put it back into my bra. When I had finished the nurse wheeled me out of the bathroom.

"Kelsi are you ready to go" I heard Jeff say poking his head into the room and walking over to me and grabbing the handles on the wheel chair

"Yah yah lest just get out of here" I said in an annoyed voice.

"What did I say about giving me attitude?" Jeff said angrily but I didn't answer as he wheeled me to the car where he picked me up and placed me into the front seat. He placed the wheel chair into the trunk and we drove back to the mental hospital.

Once there apparently Jeff's patients were running low because I couldn't place myself properly in the wheel chair.

"Stop moving around bitch!" he yelled at me as he was finding my room.

"Shut up!" I yelled back and he pushed my violently into the closet

"I guess I'm going to have to teach you a lesson for talking so rudely to me!"….then everything went black...