The Killers

[Chapter 11]

"Jane?" I heard a males voice say. At first i thought it was Jeff, but i relized it wasnt. "Wha...what?" I managed to say. I opened my eyes. I quickly looked around, and it looked like i was in a hospital room. "Jane, its okay. Sit up if you need too." The voice said. I shot up fast, and my head went dizzy for a second. A man was sitting on the end of the hospital bed i layed on. He was oviously a doctor of some sort. He had white jacket and everything. Glasses, and whitened hair, due to his age. He looked 50 something. "Am i dreaming?" I asked him. He laughed a bit. "Definitely not. I understand you probaly are still a little shocked." He said. "Can you atleast prove i'm not dreaming?" I asked. He scooted a little closer to me, and i felt him slowly lift my arm up. He rubbed my hand gently with his thumb. I stared down at my arm. It was wrapped comepletly in bandages. "What happend? Why am i covered head to toe in bandages?" I asked him. He sighed in a sad tone. I began to worry. Not another bad thing. "You almost died in a house fire. Your mother died as well, in the fire of course. Your brother Jeffery brought you here. You have severe burns, and damage to your body. " He explained. That brought back the memories. It hurt too much to think of the pain. I shook it off. "I want to see the results." I said. "Well, are you sure? I don't know if you want to-" i stopped him. "No, i want to see. I can handle it." I knew i couldn't. I knew i would probaly end up screaming and crying, but i just really wanted to see how i look. The doctor helped me sit up, and get up off the bed. I went into the hospital room's bathroom, and i looked into the mirror. I could see through a slit between the bandages covering my face. I began to count down. "5,4,3,2,1" i shut my eyes and i untied the bandages. I opened them. I could barely breathe at the sight. My skin was a tan, unormal color. My hair had turned pitch black, but it had the same shine. My lips almost so light, they were a white color. The dark circles under my eyes were so dark, they looked almost bruised. My eye lashes were extremly shortended, and my eye brows were thin. I looked ugly. I hated myself. I scurried out of the bathroom, unable to handle the sight. I sat on my bed a cried so hard. I rocked back and forth. I cried out so loud. The doctor put his hand on my shoulder. "Jane, calm down. It not
As bad as you- i interupted him again. "IT LOOKS HORRIBLE. IM A MONSTER!" I screamed. I needed to get my anger out. I slammed the ice water in the cup on the table beside me on the ground. The water spilled everywhere. I screamed at the top of my lungs, and i slammed my fists down on the bed. "I cant do this!" I yelled. It felt like no one heard me, but the nurses proved me wrong. 2 young nurses ran into the room. They gripped both of my arms. I struggled to release myself, but i couldnt fight there strengh. "Honey calm down!" One of them yelled into my ear. I couldn't just calm down. I couldnt help it. One of the nurses got up and ran over to the table across the room. She grabbed something out of the cabnit. It was needle. "No! Don't put that in me!" I screamed. I didn't need anything else going into my system. She ran over to me, and she quickly stuck the needle straight into my arm. I suddenly felt myself calm down. I went numb. "There, there honey. Now relax." The nurse that stuck the needle in me said. She rubbed my forhead as i slowly leaned back into the bed. Sure i was calm, but that doesn't mean i wasn't still hurting inside.