Trust, Love, and Lost Relations

The Hospital

Clarissa's P.O.V.

"I'll fucking kill him!" I heard someone shout. I opened my eyes to see who it was, except my eyes didn't open. Come to think of it, I had trouble just moving, let alone opening my eyes.

"Louis, calm down!" Another voice yelled, "I think you did enough damage to him already." It was obvious that the person who I heard first had been Louis, but who was he talking about?

Another voice spoke up, "Ohmygod! Is she gonna be ok?!" It yelled, presumably running, due to the sound of running feet when the person walked in.

"Yeah, they said she'd be fine. Just a minor concussion," another voice spoke. How many people were there?!

I tried to open my eyes again, to no avail. I internally groaned in frustration. I tried moving my fingers, still not being able to.

Who had a concussion? Me? I tried to remember something, but my mind totally blanked.

"If he fucking so much as touches her again, I'll fucking bury him," someone said violently.

"You may have to fight Louis on that one," someone said, laughing.

"Tell you what: I kill him, you bury him," someone, probably Louis, said venomously.

"Well then what fun do I get to have? I can't bury him alive if you kill him first," someone, who I was sure now was Felicity, said. I could imagine her pouting. I laughed internally at the image.

"Hey, calm down, Princess," someone, probably Niall, said to Felicity, I imagine. I heard a slight movement, although I didn't know what it was. The next thing I heard was a different voice.

"Hey, how come I don't get to help kill the kid?" They asked. Seriously, how many people were there?

I tried moving again, but this time I was able to move my fingers a little bit. Yes! I internally shouted, feeling accomplished. I tried to open my eyes, although they still didn't move. Dammit. It was worth a shot.

"Why do you want to kill him?" Another voice asked. Seriously?!

"Because he seems like an asshole," the voice said. I tried opening my eyes, and they finally opened. They were finally open, but I couldn't focus on anything.

I tried to sit up, but I couldn't move yet. Ugh. I could at least move my neck though, so I looked around the room to see who was there. I seen Felicity and Niall, Katrish, and Liam (so apparently Katrish is the one who feels left out of killing people), Eva, and Louis.

I tried to talk, but all that came out was a choked sound. Everyone's heads snapped towards me, and Eva rushed over, handing me a glass of water. I tried to sit up, but could only get about an inch off the bed, and then collapsed.

Louis, being the closest, rested his hand on my back, helping me sit up. Instantly, I was overcome with dizziness. I reached my hands out to grasp Louis for balance, and he helped me sit up the rest of the way.

Him and Eva helped fix up my pillows, and I leaned back against them. I sighed in relief at the dizziness lessening after getting myself settled. Eva grabbed a glass of water from the tray beside my bed, and handed it to me. I took it gratefully, chugging half of it down before Felicity walked over to me, taking it out of my hands.

"Hey!" I yelled...well, sort of. My voice was still really scratchy.

"If you drink the whole thing that fast, you'll make yourself sick. You haven't eaten in 24 hours," she chastised me. Typical.

"Well, then I also haven't drank anything in 24 hours, so my throat is dry," I said in a smartass tone.

She rolled her eyes at me, "fine. But eat something first." I looked around, seeing that there was no food in the room. I was about to voice that fact, when Eva handed me a lemon meringue pudding.