It's confusing either way.
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Jaxsons POV:
The unclear talking, the doctors rushing me to a room quickly, and my unconscious body was the only thing that kept me wondering.
"What's going on?"
I don't remember much but, I think I got into some accident. All I remember was just riding my motorcycle and... Kaboom. Everything felt like a scribbled-out piece of work. Left unfinished. I was let out of the stretcher and put onto a bed. They checked my pulse and wrapped my arm in bandages. The only thing I could move were my eyes.
I looked around the room to see doctors just writing things on notepads and some were screaming stuff at me. It was muffled out from what I could hear. My vision became clearer as I continued to look around, and with that some of my strength. I moved my arm to one of the doctors, and they smiled. They looked relieved.
"He seems to be alive for now. Let's hope it stays that way."
The doctor blurted. The others looked relieved as well. The doctors focused on one of my arms. My eyes flickered until the blur went away, I wanted to know what the commotion was about so I looked at my arm...
It was "completely destroyed"
There wasn't even skin.
As soon as I noticed, jolts of pain rang through my body. Wow, what a warm welcome... I always considered pain a life lesson, but I never expected THIS to happen. Man, I am an Idiot...
"He needs to stay here for a few weeks, if it doesn't heal as well by then, he's staying here for longer."
The chattering, the talking, I could hear every word, every sentence. It felt horrible. It's like being trapped in a jail cell, and you can hear the guards just talking. You just have to sit here and rot, bit by little bit...
After a few hours, I had to get sleep, I usually don't abide to shit, like sleep, but at this point, I need sleep. I pulled the freezing covers over me, snuggling up within the flashing white sheets, within the solitary confinement feeling room, the beeping made It hard to sleep, but If i ignored it, I could finally sleep.
I need to get out of this wretched place.
Im not staying in a special hell because of my stupidity.
Never again.
End of Chapter 8
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