My Name Is Jai

Chapter Three

My world tilts dangerously, and I stagger a bit. That's all it takes to bring a new wave of concerned voices

"I really think we should take you to a hospital"

"Come on, our car isn't that far away"

"You might have hypothermia or something" I turn at this last comment. Louis looks sheepish

"Hypothermia?" I question

"Could happen!" He protests. He walk towards me. I take a few steps backward quickly. One habit developed by three years on the run. Anyone within ten metres is too close.

"Whoa, easy Jai" he raises his hands "I'm just saying you should probably come with us. Just so you can get checked over, okay?" He mumbles something else, and he blurs a little

"What?" I ask, my words slurring a bit. Not good. Louis repeats what he said, but I can't make it out. His voice sounds very far away. I try to run. If I pass out here, I'll be helpless. They will take me with them and then I'll be discovered. No, I definitely have to get away. Before I can run, I suddenly wind up on my hands and knees. I groan and patches of black fill my vision

"Jai?" I voice says "hey, can you here me?" I try to say yes. To leave me alone, to go away, but I can't.

I pass out.

I freaking pass out.

Screw my life.

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"Miss? Miss? Can you open your eyes please?" The voice is unfamiliar, and strange. I don't like it at all. Still, I push my eyelids open. I stare into the blinding light

"Wha-"

"How many fingers am I holding up?" The light is removed, replaced by a man in a white coat, who is holding up three fingers

"Three," I answer "but-"

"Are you experiencing any light headedness, nausea?" His questions are making me nervous

"No I-"

"Can you tell me your name?"

"Why? I-"

"Your name please Miss?" Oh no. Questions, names, doctors...HOSPITAL!

"Oh NO!" I say, struggling to get up

"Now now Miss-"

"I have to get out of here!" I'm gasping, tugging at random tubes stuck to my arms "get me out of here!"

"I think you need to calm down" the doctor says, before a feel a cool liquid running through my veins. Anaesthetic.

"Damn you..." I mumble, before drifting off to sleep.

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"Do you know who she is?"

"Umm...."

"Sort of..." I know those voices. They belong to the boys I met on the beach. Those bastards. They took me here! I'm going to choke them!

"I'm...I'm awake" I mumble, opening my eyes AGAIN. I sit up, glad to find that there are no tubes sticking into me. My gaze fixes on one of the boys, Louis, if I remember right. "You bastard" I growl, and he grins

"Happy to help m'lady!" I continue to glare at him

"Miss?" The doctor asks me "what's your name?" I sigh

"Jai" I say "my name is Jai" the doctor writes this down

"Jai," he says "it has come to my attention that you don't have an ID. Or a birth certificate. Or any actual records of your existence for that matter." I gulp. Ethan has...had Sam the forger's address. There's no way I can get to him to create my new profile.

"Umm...I...-"

"She hasn't got a birth certificate" huh? I turn and stare at Louis, who has spoken

"What?" The doctor and I answer at the same time

"That's right," Louis continues "it was my fault. We were sorting thorough some boxes of paper to be burnt, and I accidentally put her file on the burnt pile"

"I remember that!" Liam gasps "you chucked her whole file out!"

"Is hard to explain," the Irish one...Niall? "She's somewhat...sensitive about her past. Her parents kept her a secret from family members. That explains the lack of information." My eyes are wide. Why are these guys lying for me?

"Yeh..." I say quietly "umm..."

"She's got a condition. A medical condition" Louis says, delight at my confusion sparkling in his eyes "she's a little unstable at the moment. We should take her home. She gets a bit...crazy. We've got her pills and stuff back at the flat" I almost hiss in frustration. Crazy? Who are they calling crazy?

"Alright...ummm...if you would just sign this form...." The doctor holds a sheet up to Liam, who promptly signs it "I guess...you can...go...?" He sounds awkward, confused. I don't blame him.

"Alright Jai!" Liam says as I get out of the hospital bed. Hang on a second...what am I wearing? When I washed up on the beach, my clothes were pretty raggedy but you could still tell they were jeans and a shirt. This is definitely not jeans and a shirt.

My legs, tanned from years out doors, are poking out from a short, denim skirt. My midriff is showing because I'm wearing a tight purple shirt that says 'I Love One Direction' whatever that means. And I'm barefoot. I've never seen a stripper, but I bet to is what they wear on their days off!

The boys must have dressed me on the way here. But they must have undressed me first...