Not Gone

Chapter 15

"Shhhh. You're ok honey." a voice said.

"What?" I said in a daze.

I couldn't see anything but had a sense of anxiety come over me.

I slowly opened my eyes to see a nurse prepare a shot.

"No no no!" I said sitting up. I HATED needles.

"It will only hurt for a second."

I shut my eyes tightly and concentrated on breathing. I felt a painful pinch and the nurse said "See, that wasn't so bad! When you wake up, you will be cleared to leave."

I felt my eyes closing as I thought about how disgusting it was to put someone to sleep instead of having them wait.

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I woke up and looked around to remember that I was in a hospital room. Or nurse office. Or where ever the hell I might be.

"Ready to go? Your mom is downstairs waiting."

"Ok" I answered.
I started to get out of the bed but pain shot through my arm.

"Ahh" I gasped.

" Oh, and I got prescription pain medication for your arm because it was dislocated and shot by a gun. The pain will be worse tonight but after that it should get better."

"Umm... Ok"

This time I carefully lowered myself out of the bed and into the wheelchair the nurse had waiting. She should have least helped me out of the bed!

As she pushed me out the door and into the hallway I could see that I was in an actual hospital this time. My wheelchair turned the corner and I could see the elevator. The nurse pushed the elevator button and turned me so I was facing away from the elevator, so it would be easier to roll me in.

I heard the bing a few seconds later and the elevator forts opened. I felt myself being pulled backwards into the elevator.

"Why, hello again Britney. I'm surprised you aren't dead! I tried to shoot that boy but you were in the way." said a voice I recognized as the guy who shot me. "But I got him after you fell. Ha, the two lovers got shot."

"What!?" I yelled at him as I turned around to face him.

For the first time, I got a really good look at him. Even though he almost killed me on purpose, I can still say he was hot. Which is not to say that Brendan and Austin aren't hot but this guy was like really, REALLY HOT. His hair was light brown unlike Brendan's just regular brown hair. And this guy's body was so sexy in the suit he was wearing! If he hadn't tried to kill me hours before now, I probably would marry him right on the spot.

"Sir, please do not speak with this patient." the nurse said to him.

"He's in the ICU and probably dead." he laughed.

I tried to get up and do something to him but the nurse held me in the wheelchair.

"Why is it that I don't know your name but you know mine?" I asked him giving him a glare.

"Agent A"

"That's what all the movies say. It's such a lame name."

"I don't think it would be wise to tell anyone your real name. But as you can see some people are stupid and basically write it on their foreheads. Example: Britney Goldberg." Agent A, or whatever his name is, said.

"Whatever." I said annoyed.

Thankfully about ten seconds later the elevator doors opened.

The nurse pushed me out of the elevator and into the lobby of the hospital. The "Agent A" followed us but went straight out the doors into the parking lot.

"Britney!"

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