Loving Ashlynn (#Wattys2016)

Chapter 4 - Hiding in Plain Sight (Faith Ashlynn POV) Pt. 4

A/N: Not Thoroughly Edited.

Chapter 4 - Hiding in Plain Sight (Faith Ashlynn POV) Pt. 4

"Who would do this Ansel? They wanted Talia to die, that was the only option they wanted - and to h-h-have us w-w-watch it," a voice I remembered but could not place asked, wept, "She just – this wasn't an accident," I swallowed, my throat burned, and her voice, I couldn't seem to make it out but it was too much. The noise, the beeping, I struggled to lift my hand but I winced, blinking and my stomach empty still turned. 

"Ow," I groaned my mouth so dry, a whimper as a sharp shooting pain crept up left hand, "Dmitri..." I mumbled not opening my eyes, he would help me.

"Oh – oh – Ansel get a nurse, call Walsh and Patricia," I blinked, shutting my eyes quickly, then trying again, and I force them to flutter open, blurry as I tried to focus on the voice, "Sh," my lips pursed, the sound off and not at all sounding like the kind one would make to shush someone.

The face, it was – it wasn't – her blue eyes shimmered "you – thank you, thank you," her hand reached for mine holding it tightly while I glanced around the room, I wasn't in the safe place, she wouldn't be here. Kalenah would not be here with me and my bottom lip trembles as my heart grows heavy, Dmitri is gone, I'm not in the safe place. Then where am I? I try to search my surroundings but it seems as though my eyesight and stomach are directly connected. 

My confusion thick, "Do you want some water," she asked pointing next to the bed, my head turned to it heavily, and the headache I felt, my stomach rolled at once my eyes demanded to be closed. I didn't like feeling this way, "shh, you're okay, you have a concussion, you fell backwards, hit your head, we've been waking you up, but-" she continued at a better level, a whisper.

"It's been two days, we called Walsh – he and Patricia are here," but Dmitri wasn't, I frowned. He had been there though, he told me what to do, and he helped me.

"Oh you're awake," a man in light blue walked in, a clipboard in his hands and Walsh and Patricia, followed by Ansel came into the room, "We're so sorry," Patricia cried confusing me. I glanced back to Kalenah, she was crying before, there was a fire - I remembered.

I had been confused, I was inside the safe house, but then I wasn't and Dmitri was there – in my head –  but it was the wrong house. The adviser was wrong, Talia was inside, I had gotten her out in time, I saw blue skies, gray smoke leaving the house above me.

I pulled us out. I did... right? I turned to Kalenah and then back to Ansel, the queasy sensation fills my mouth with spit, I didn't get her out fast enough, is that – that's why they were crying. "Fatim-"

"She likes to be called Faith," Patricia, Walsh and Kalenah corrected the doctor. "I'm Doctor Conrad," was everyone here a Conrad? I looked at his eyes, and sure enough, though his features were a bit different that Ansel, I could see the similarities in their eyes. Blue with grey rim around their pupils.

"You gave us quite the scare," he continued, and thankfully his voice was low - quiet. "You're on pain medications now, for your arm," he pointed and my eyes followed down to my left arm, the numb tingle sensation pain I felt, I winced when I closed my eyes and behind my lids it was actually burning, I was back in that house, my chest squeezed.