Paper Birds

Chapter Sixteen ; Hospital Flowers

White. 

Beep. Beep. Beep.

White lights blinded me. 

"Clarissa? Are you awake?"

Noise noise bad bad bad 

Just the sound hurt my ears. I turned to see who it was. Green Eyes.

My fingers scrambled to the tin tray to my right, finally grabbing a needle of some sort. It felt like my eyes were on fire, but I pointed the needle at Green Eyes.

"You can't shoot me again! I'll kill you before you even touch me!" I screamed, watching in satisfaction at the horrified look on his face. He deserved to be scared of me. His eyes widened and get got up and backed away, looked close to tears.

I felt a pinch in my arm.

Black.

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Harry's P.O.V. 

A blank face stared back at me in the mirror. Who was I? I was a killer. I killed that man.

One of the voices in my head kept telling me that it was to save her, to save the one I loved. But instead I scarred her. She hates me. She wants to kill me.

My face was soaked, bloodshot eyes staring back at me. I didn't even know how to live with myself anymore. There was no where to turn. No where to hide. 

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Clarissa's P.O.V.

White.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

It was white. Just like before. 

"Hey, she's awake!"

Noise noise noise bad bad noise bad

I looked over to the right, to the voice. Hazel Eyes. 

I screamed and didn't stop. There was no way he was killing me again.

I screamed, then felt a pinch in my arm.

Black.

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Beep. Beep. Beep.

"Claire?"

My eyes fluttered open, flickering to the familiar voice. Brown Eyes.

I gasped, then realized it was only Jonah. Was everything a dream? Was I back at home?

"Jonah?"

His mouth widened from disbelief to a grin. "Hey, guys, she's awake! For real, now!"

Max and Lucas entered the room, then a third followed them. Brown Eyes.

I flinched, but it was only Robbie. I was okay, I was safe.

"Where am I?" I felt like I was in one of those movies where the girl dies in a car crash and wakes up wondering where she was and realized it was all a dream. Maybe it was all a dream.  

"The hospital," Robbie answered, looking tired and solemn. I squinted at him and asked, "Why?"

I saw Lucas whisper something to Max, not trying particularly hard to keep quiet: "Does she have, like, amnesia or something? Doc didn't tell us that."

Max waved his arms around, then spoke in a ghostly voice, "Doo youu know whoo I am?"

"Of course. Max. You're my brother. My stupid brother, if you want to get more specific."