Lovers Bait (1)

Chapter Seven ~ I promised you!

Chapter Seven ~ I promised you!

*Layla's POV*

My eyes fluttered open, and I looked around my new strange and unfamiliar surroundings. Sitting bolt upright, I took a deep breath, and tried to gather my thoughts. I looked to my bedside, hoping to see Jack or one of the warriors sitting there, but there was no one. Strangely, I had my room all to myself.

"J..Jack?" I croaked, my voice breaking. A nurse who had been standing outside my door looked in my direction. Catching my eye, she quickly entered the room.

"Miss Brewer," She smiled. "You're awake." I gave her a No Shit, Sherlock kind of look. Ignoring me, she looked at a machine that was connected to a tube attached to my arm. I gave her a weird look as she checked the back of my head.

"W..what are you doing?" I asked. I had a really bad headache but that was all.

"Just checking your injuries, dear." She continued to my chest. I flinched and moved backwards in my bed. I had startled her, and she gave up the examination.

"Where's my brother?" I said looking towards the door again. She froze looking at me confused.

"I'll be right back." She smiled exiting from the room before I could say anything else. I stared at the door. Something didn't seem right. I knew I was forgetting something, but for some reason I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I was so lost in my thoughts that I hadn't even noticed them enter the room. I looked up at the doctor. He smiled at me, but there was sadness laced into his features. What had happened?

"How are you feeling?" He asked taking a seat beside me.

"Fine, I guess... What is going on?" I demanded "You're keeping something from me, aren't you?"

"What's the last thing you remember before you woke up here?" He asked, ignoring my question. I blinked at him in surprise.

"I... I was..." I didn't know. I couldn't remember. I just had a pit in my stomach, making me know something was wrong.

"I feared this would happen. You hit your head very hard, dear." He sighed scribbling something down onto his chart.

"I what? How did I manage that? What the yell is going on?!" I yelled.

"Calm down honey." The nurse smiled pushing me gently back down onto the bed.

"Get off me. Stop stalling and tell me what is going on." I glared to the doctor. He shifted uncomfortably in his chair. Taking a deep breath I calmed myself and continued "Please."

"Er... well..." He stuttered trying to pick his words.

"I'm not a little girl. Please just tell me." I begged.

"We don't know everything. The police aren't saying much," He paused. I wasn't liking where he was going with this. "There was a kidnapping and a struggle."

"I want my brother. Where is he?" I asked, and when he didn't answer me straight away, I felt the tears stinging my eyes. "Where is he?" I barley whispered.

"I think that's enough for today. Get some rest." He smiled, standing up to leave.

"Tell me!" I yelled "Or so help me, I'll find him myself." The doctor sighed and turned to look back to me.

"Ok." He said sitting back down. "But just listen to me very carefully."

"Why...?" My heart rate quickened.

"Your brother was in a fight," He paused to see my reaction, but I just stared waiting for the rest. "He was badly injured."

"What... No! He never loses!" I chuckled "He's too good."