Chapter 3

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-Jordan's POV-
There she was. Laying peacefully on a bed on the other side of the room. I smiled and began to walk towards her. Suddenly, I felt someone shake my shoulder. I quickly wiped my head around. There was no one there. I felt it again. I squinted into the empty room behind me, then started waving my arms in the nothingness trying to touch whatever was there.
"Siiiiirrrrrrr...." I heard a drawling voice echo in my mind. And then I heard it again, only clearer.
"Sir! Wake up!" I jolted up in my seat of the waiting room.
'It was all a dream?' I thought, confused. There was a nurse leaning over me. I looked up at her, confused.
'Why am I in the hospital waiting room?' I thought to myself.
"Sir, she just woke up."
"Who woke up?" I raked my brain trying to think of who she could possibly be talking about.
"The young woman. The one that you rushed in here last night? Do you remember any of that?" I thought for a moment, then remembered it all. The young woman, the knife... THE KNIFE! I quickly reached in my pocket. My finger split open on the sharp blade. I inhaled deeply, holding back a yelp of pain.
'Yep. It's still there' I thought sarcastically. I slowly got up.
"Do you want me to take you to her room?" The nurse asked in a caring tone. I nodded slowly as she began to walk briskly down the hall. I almost had to run to keep up with her. When we got to a closed door, the nurse opened it and allowed me to step in.
"Thank you." I said, turning away from the nurse to see the young woman, sitting up in bed starring at me with a worried look. I began to walk towards the bed, but was quickly stopped.
"You come any closer and I will slit your throat!" My eyes widened in surprise as I froze. She starred at me. It felt like her eyes were burning holes in my soul. I began to reach into my pocket. Her eyes went instantly from my face to my hand slidding into my pocket. I slowly pulled the knife out of my pocket. A hint of fear danced across her face, but she quickly concealed it. I stepped closer and laid the knife on her chest.
"Here." I said in a flat tone. "If you want to kill the person who saved you, go ahead." She looked at me with confusion, then at the knife. She picked up the knife, taking me by surprise. She studied the knife for a moment then looked up at me.
"Y-you saved me?" She stuttered. I let out a sigh of relief, knowing that now she wouldn't kill me.
"Ya." I laughed a bit. "I heard your scream and came to see what was going on. When I saw you, you had that knife in your chest." I gestured towards the knife. She looked at it for a moment then placed a hand on her chest where the knife had been.
"T-thanks..." She stuttered. I smiled and walked over to the foot of her bed. I sat down and looked at her. She was so beautiful... I mentally slapped myself.
'Stop it Jordan! She's probably only like 18!' I thought. 'But then again, I'm only 23 soooo...' I mentally slapped myself again.
"Yoo-hoo! Dude? Oh there?" I saw a hand waving in front of my face. I snapped my head up to look at her, pink covering my cheeks. She smiled. She had a beautiful smile...
"Okay. Now that I have your attention... What's your name?"
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Sorry if this chapter is a bit scatter brained! I will try to do better next chapter!
~Kitty =^-^=

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