LVI. Doubts

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Chapter 56, Doubts
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" Don't talk about me like I'm going to die or else you're going to be the one dead. "


~ Natalie James's POV ~

The sunlight woke me up, after a night of hell I was finally awake and was ready to get my tests and checkups over with.
I wanted to see Dani, she needed to tell me everything that is going on with Jaden.

After hours of checkups, medicines, tests and a few meals, I was finally allowed to see my visitors.
I looked at the door many times but nobody opened it, I lost hope in visitors and decided to go back to sleep.

I woke up to the sound of talking, I wanted to open my eyes but they seemed to be talking about me.
So I kept my eyes closed and tried to make out the voices, I realized it was the doctor and another nurse talking about me.

They were speaking about how bad I was, I understand that my state wasn't the best but it didn't mean I was in the worst state ever.
My breathing slowed down, when I want to listen in to a conversation, I really listen to it.

"She's really bad, I don't think she's going to make it out of the hospital Marcus."

The nurse said as she moved around the room, my heart was beating fast.
I've seen this in movies and right after the doctor responds, the patient is murdered.

"I know Sheila, but we have to continue telling the family she's going to get better."

Doctor Marcus said, I felt him move back to me.
I bit my tongue making sure I didn't make a single sound that would notify them that I was awake and listening into their conversations.

"Yeah but why can't we just tell them that it's time to start booking a casket."

My blood was boiling, I opened my eyes with the quickness.
Marcus jumped back in fear, Sheila looked at me like she was caught cheating on a math test.

" Don't talk about me like I'm going to die or else you're going to be the one dead. "

I said threateningly, grabbing the scalpel from the table near me and pointed it towards them.
Like I said, I was scared that they were going to kill me so I couldn't take a chance.

"Now, Natalie put the scalpel down."

Marcus said trying to calm me down but it wasn't working, Sheila tried to grab it from me but I accidentally cut her arm.
I wasn't trying to harm anyone but I was trying to protect myself.

"Get away from me!"

I got out of bed, I was wearing a hospital dress and grabbing onto my IV monitor.
Marcus and Sheila tried to grab the scalpel but I didn't dare give it up, I felt like I was going crazy.

I felt sick and like I was going to pass out but I didn't want to fall asleep while they were in my room.
They had called four nurses, I pointed the scalpel towards every single one of them.

I wish I paid attention to my side because when I looked away for a moment, Sheila had injected me with a needle.
Everything looked blurry and I soon passed out, I felt cold.

In my head, I was going to die and I was scared.
I ended back into the waiting room, it was freezing this time and I was only in my hospital dress.

I wanted to fight those nurses, I wanted to be alive right now but thanks to Sheila and her Squidward nose looking cereal box self put me to sleep.
I laid down on the ground and screamed my heart out, I was trying to get every single bit of sadness and annoyance out of my body.

I realized now how stupid I was, I shouldn't have took the scalpel and tried harming anyone.
But what was I supposed to do when they were talking about me dying in the hospital and how I wouldn't return home?

Soon I was back in my room, I looked to the side and saw my mom.
I was so glad to see her, everything came pouring out of me.

I told her how cold I was, how I felt sick to my stomach, how I wanted to harm the nurses and most importantly, how they said I was going to die.
My mom looked angry, she walked out of the room and all you heard was her screaming at the nurse and doctor for talking about how I wouldn't survive.

I just laid in bed with a childish smile, nothing could have wiped it off.
My mom returned to the room and grabbed my hand.

"Your blood sugar was low, it made you attack them but what you heard was true."

She told me, I nodded but I was still smiling like a kid.
I didn't know why, I was just satisfied and soon my eyes shut.

I wasn't able to open them and I got scared.







I think I died.

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