17: I don't do drugs dad, only weed!

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"Help!...Help...Help...Help!" A voice called as I groaned slowly coming back to a conscious state. I slowly blinked looking around as best I could but my whole body ached and the room seemed to bright. Everything was just to much.

"Help!...Help!" A voice I now recognized to be Robin continued to yell as my good eye slowly adjusted and I turned my head trying to find her.

"Rob-Robin? Where are you?" I asked, my voice coming out in a weak, slurred tone.

"Hey, would you stop yelling?" I heard Steve mutter from behind me and I quickly looked to see the three of us were tied together. Robin must have been on my left since I couldn't see her and Steve was in my right.

"Wha's goin on?" I asked confused

"Steve! Bee! Oh, my god! Are...are you two okay?"Robin asked an I slowly nodded my head in response but I quickly stopped when pain surged through my skull.

"My ears are ringing and I can't really breathe, my eye feels like it's about to pop out of my skull, but, you know, apart from that. I'm doing pretty good. Byers?" Steve replied

"All that, also... can feel it right now but I think my hands broken." I muttered glancing down at it. From what I could see it was swollen and bent in an awkward yet extremely unnatural way.

"Well, the good news is that they're calling you guys a doctor." Robin said with an awkward laugh

"Oh wonderful." I wheezed, attempting to shift into a more comfortable position but it only made my pain worse.

"Is this his place of work? I love the vibe." Steve muttered sarcastically causing Robin an I to both let out soft chuckles.

"Charming." I added with a pained smirk

"Yeah, tell me about it. So, okay, do you see that table over there to your right?" Robin asked an I looked over but I didn't see anything.

"No, Steve your other right. Bee it's behind you so you can't see it." She corrected as I tipped my head back to lean it against Steve's shoulder.

"Oh." He muttered

"Yeah okay. An do you see those scissors?" She asked

"Uh-huh." Steve replied

"Yeah, well, I think that if we move at the same time, we could get over there, and then maybe I could kick the table and knock them into your lap." Robin explained and I smiled as her plan became clear to me.

"And I could cut the binds." Steve added, also catching on.

"Yeah, and we could get out of here." Robin expressed, pleased that Steve caught onto her plan and also at the idea of us getting out of here.

"Gotcha. Okay, yeah we can do that. You still with us kid?" Steve asked me and I hummed in response.

"Still here Stevie." I mumbled softly

"Those morons. They left scissors in here?" Steve asked in disbelief that they could have possibly left something in here that we could escape with.

"Yeah, morons." Robin laughed

"Total morons." I smiled

"Okay, so, on the count of three, we're all gonna hop." Robin instructed

"Okay, good, hop on three. I gotcha." Steve muttered

"Yeah on three." I whispered in agreement while nodding my head, only to groaned in pain at the action.

"Alright. One, two, three." Robin said and we all hoped. I hissed looked down at the cuts on my leg, they were bleeding profusely and since I was wearing shorts there was nothing to absorb the blood so it was pooling on the floor.

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