Grace Matters

Chapter Two

Banging on the door for half an hour didn't seem to bring Grace the attention she needs, she was the most overwhelmed that she had ever felt before and just wanted answers more than anything. So, Grace took the last option and pushed the buzzer next to her bed, it was only for emergencies, but she was seeing no light in her mind, only darkness and that seemed like an emergency to her at least. The alarms rang loudly down the hall in the nurse's station, hoping that she would get a response this time around. She perched on the back of the bed, pulling her legs against her chest as she waited quietly, even though in that place it always felt like a lifetime. Days were the longest that she had ever experienced, at least on the nights she was able to sleep the time away.

Around five minutes later, Grace's door unlocked and opened with a creaking sound. It was Nigel, a large burly man, he gave out an uneasy aura around everyone and they all knew not to push him too far. Grace and he did not get along at all, she loathed the man more than anyone she had ever met before and he knew that just as well as she did. There was just something about Nigel that didn't sit right with her, the other nurses seemed different but it felt as if Nigel had an alternative motive. They didn't have the best relationship at all and that was more than present with their previous encounters.

Three weeks ago...

"I am fucking calm" Grace shouted as Nigel was strapping her legs and arms down to the bed, with the thick leather straps that were attached to the sides of the bed, resembling something from a horror movie about torture victims and that is the impression that oozed from Nigel's whole being.

"Swearing at me doesn't sound calm. Does It?" Nigel said with a smirk while tightening the straps, making it impossible for Grace to move at all. He glanced over his shoulder towards the door when hearing people walking past the room, double-checking he had locked the door and the two of them wouldn't be interrupted anytime soon.

"Well, what do you Expect? Every time you enter my room, you sedate me or try and get a free grope!" Grace said trying to keep her voice calm but she was unable to stop herself from arguing back, Nigel gave the impression that he liked it when she didn't fight back, but she wasn't the type who was going to lay there and keep quiet while letting him take his sick pervasions out on her. It did make her wonder if this did happen to anyone else in the building or if the other nurses were as bad as he was.

Nigel paced around Grace's body, not taking his eyes away from her for one second, as he moved closer, she could smell the sweat pouring off of him and it made her feel sick to the stomach. Nigel crouched down to the side of Grace, his fingers roughly brushing through her tangled hair, causing her teeth to clench tightly. She wished that she could somehow make him disappear, yet she knew that would get her into more trouble than needed.

"And what is wrong with that, sweet cheeks? You're the best piece of ass in here..." He paused to give out a bellowing laugh as Grace continued to struggle against the restraints that were now digging and cutting into her flesh. "Not that it is much of a compliment in a place like this." He gave out a groan while struggling to stand up straight before starting to unbuckle his belt. Grace shakes her head rapidly, having a feeling that she knew what was coming next and she screamed, louder than she had ever screamed before, she had to get the attention of someone at least. A large, sweaty hand immediately covered her mouth, muffling the screams to silence and Grace felt a stinging sensation on her neck, making her eyes and whole body feel weak and useless.

"That's it, baby girl, it will happen anyway..."

She tried to fight the drowsiness with everything she could but the meds were just too strong, it was mere seconds later when everything went dark.