Beckie's POV.
Beep beep beeeeep. Ugh. I tried to stretch my arms but my body aches all over. I feel like I've been hit by a car.
"Uhmmm" dammit !
"I remember!!"
"Please stay still Miss"
I turned my head to the voice without opening my eyes.
"W-w-w-aa-t-e..." I didn't complete my sentence and a glass was pressed to my lips. I drunk like a camel. It was as if that was the only water I've drunk in decades.
A few seconds later I opened my eyes and goshy billygoats! It hurts. Oh my eyes. The lights were too bright. Ohhhhh. Owwwww . oh God. It all came back.
Work. Rain. Car. Noooo
Accident. "Am in a hospital." The nurse who spoke earlier said " keep quite a little your throat will be sore and keep still .your drip keeps coming out".
"Okay."
"Lemme call the doc. Be right back and lie still".
She left .
I took time to look around.
Uhmmm. Looks different. And beautiful. Then I checked the door. A bold sign saying
PRIVATE WARD 001
No no Noooo. I can't be here. I can't afford it. I can't even buy a bandage. How can I pay for this. Gotta go before anyone comes around. I carefully pulled out the drip. And other wirings to attached to my body and swung off the bed. Ouch. Hurts. My legs are aching a woobly. As soon as I got to the floor,the attire the hospital gave me fell off and the door swung open.And behold, "The Devil's Little Brother".
