My eyes start to flutter, the light causing me great pain. Reaching my hand up i gently place it on my head trying to sooth the throbbing that bangs into my ears. The cool pressure of an oxygen cannula tickles the perimeters of my nose. I hear a steady beeping, continuous throughout the silence in the room. Rubbing my eyes i try to adjust to the florescent white lights that beat down on me so heavily.
Attempting to sit up, i smack my head harshly. I wince in agony grasping my head once more as i writhe in pain. My eyes shoot open looking for an explanation as to what i just hit. Is that... glass?
My trembling fingers reach out slowly and purposefully in front of me until they meet the cold hard surface of the glass. Feeling down the sides i have come to realize, i am in some sort of tube. "What the fuck?" i whisper, my fingers searching for any openings or creases to break myself free. I swallow a lump in my throat as my heart starts to beat faster in a panic. Noticing the beeping progressively getting faster, it dawns on me that i am attached to a heart monitor.
My gaze traces down my body to the white and soft pastel hospital gown. I remember now, i was shot... again. "No... no, no no." i mutter to myself as i recall Tom being next to me. I need to know that he is okay. I quickly look up to the ceiling before my eyes quickly shoot to my left as i see a figure. My head still swimming, my eyes try to focus on the identical glass container next to mine. I let out a deep sigh, my heart stopping in that moment.
"Bill?" i mutter softly under my breath. My heart thuds heavily in my chest. I scream out in disbelief of his beautiful sleeping face lying behind the glass just a few feet away from me. "BILL!?"
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The Chosen.
FanfictionAfter a traumatic experience her senior year of high school and a very unsuccessful freshman year of college, June is determined to make her sophomore year the best one yet. Her eccentric and personable roommate Sloane pulls June from the comfort of...
