Stolen Memories

6 ~ Headache

Cara

*⚠️* TW : contains some scenes that some may find disturbing *⚠️*

"Miss Ramsey?" A dirty shaggy blonde haired male doctor cautiously tried to approach me. "I can assure that you are completely safe"

My brows arched in a furious line as I looked at him dead square in the eye. "Safe!" I yelped at the top of my lungs. "What type of place this is because It's far from fucking safe!"

"I can hundred percent reassure you, Cara that you are completely safe here" Another doctor who was female spoke to me in a calming tone.

She tusked a piece of her long dark curly hair beneath her earlobe.

The metal blade I was holding started to slit  between my knuckles as my arm uncontrollably wobbled.

"Why should I trust either of you?"

In in an attempt to protect myself I aimed the blade towards the two doctors standing at either side of my bed.

"For all I know this could be a sick trick you two have decided to use on me" Warm tears fell below my cheeks as my nose furiously flared.

"We're not going to hurt you" The blonde haired doctor advised raising his hands up in defence.

"My name is Doctor Reece Fenton" He introduced himself starting into my eyes without blinking. "And this is my colleague Doctor Viv Chopra"

Via drew a nervous smile on her lips. She nodding giving a friendly wave. "We want to help you, Cara" She slowly etched towards me not taking her eyes off me. "Please put down the scalpel so we can talk"

"No!" I warned feeling my eyes blinked out a few tears once again. "Stay back!" The blood on my hand couldn't be contained any longer.

My beige palm was covered in the crimson liquid spilling down my arm, hospital gown and bedsheets.

Three individuals dashed in the room on high alert if their were a police squad breaking down an unlocked door.

Shaking my head in frustration I broke down hyperventilating, quivering my lips and unable to speak.

One out of three of the unnamed individuals stepped forward in a cautious demeanour. He stood at the foot of my bed he and casted his ocean blue eyes upon me.

"What the fuck do you want?" A straight line tusked at my lips. I rolled my eyes and sniffled my nose up in disgust whists holding the scalpel in front of me for my own protection.

"Your hand will get infected if it didn't get seen to sooner or later" He suggested looking at my wounded hand currently in it's bloody state.

An awkward silence fall between us. Until I finally decided to break the silence once and for all.

"Well" I scoffed with a hint of sarcasm looking up at him dead in his eyes. "It's your job isn't it? You do it Doctor..."

The timed young Doctor cleared his throat introducing himself. "Holden" He uttered curving a small grin across his lips. "Doctor Luke Holden"

"Why does your name sounded so familiar to me?"

And why do I felt like I've met him before but in another life.

Or was just my mind just playing tricks on me.

If I think about it too much my head will start to hurt.

"May I take a look at your hand Miss Ramsey?" Luke asked permission as I handed him over the scalpel out of my own free will.

"Of course, Doctor Holden" A euphoric smile found it's way on my face as my cheeks became warm just by being in Luke's presence.