Returned to Elizabeth Olsen

04: My Mama?

Y/n's POV: [When she wakes up]

When my eyes started to open I could hear the beating of a machine, looking around the room. I find a woman on a couch next to me, where the hell am I?

How did I get stuck in a room that I don't know with people I don't know? I want out of here, now! When the door opened, I looked and saw multiple people enter the room, all in white coats. I moved off the bed ready to fight my way out of here. Scurrying out of the bed I stood up trying to find a path through the people.

There was no way out, slowly backed up trying to watch the exits looking for a break in the people to get out. This is never an opportunity. Watching people move around the room entering and exiting. Before a soft voice spoke from the crowd, "Step away from Y/n."

I don't think anyone heard the voice other than me. I honestly think it was in my head, until the voice spoke louder, "Get out, you're scaring her." The people wiped their heads around to look at the person who spoke. Looking at her before leaving the room, quickly and quietly.

The only person that was left standing in the room was a woman with short blonde hair that just touched her shoulders. She knelt down within distance I wasn't going to freak out. "Y/n the people that left are here to help you okay? Nothing to be afraid of. Now let me help you back onto the bed." Looking deeply into her eyes, it's almost as if they were familiar like I'd seen them before, and heard the soft voice before.

She slowly started to move to more, hiding as far as I could in the corner as I could she kept slowly making her way to me. "I'm sorry, no more please no more," I spoke I couldn't take another punishment. Looking up and studying her again. She backed away a few steps.

"Okay one step at a time okay, can we stand up first?" I nodded and used the wall beside me to balance as I stood. "Now, can you go lay back down on the bed?" I nodded, I couldn't trust her, but I used the walls and objects to keep myself up as I walked back to the bed.

"Good okay, now I'm going to go get one doctor to come back in and help with the bleeding. I will be right back." The last spoke softly, when she turned and opened the door she disappeared, and came back quickly.

When she returned, there was a person wearing a white coat standing beside her. Neither of them spoke, they just made their way closer to me. Curling into a ball, I didn't want them to touch me. "No more punishments, I understand I will be good please, no more."

They stopped in their tracks, looking at each other before looking back at me. "There are not going to be anymore more punishment Y/n okay? You are not there anymore you are at the hospital. You have been here for about 17 hours now. " The soft voice spoke and sat down in a chair to my right. The so-called doctor stood at the end of the bed.

"My name is Dr. East, I'm here to talk with you about why you are here and if you have any questions. Now I would like to start with what's your name?"

"Y/n"

"Okay, what's your last name?"

I stared at her confused I don't have a last name, I never put a last name on papers at school, and I was only ever addressed as Y/n. "What do you mean?"

"What did people call you in school for the second name?"

"They didn't, I was addressed by Y/n"

The doctor looked shocked before turning to the woman sitting next to me. Clearly, they have a nonverbal conversation with each other.

"Well, you will be glad to know that you have two last names they are Wentworth-Olsen. Now I have another question for you. How old are you?"

"Don't know"