Nameless

Chapter 22

I slowly wake up and I see the ceiling of a hospital.

But then Erik is standing over me.

"Erik.. What happened?"

"Emily, why haven't you been eating?"

I'm lost. I thought I was eating.

"Emily you passed out because of hunger. Your stress and anxiety only helped you faint."

And then I'm speechless.

He's holding out jello beside him in spoon a and heading straight to my face.

I slowly take a bit then spit it out.

"Emily what ar-"

"I can't it's gross, it's green."
"What does that have to d-"

"Erik, please can you go get the doctor and leave us alone for a minute I want to talk to him alone."

"Yeah ,okay."

I feel bad, he seems disappointed.

Then the doctor comes in.

"Emily, I'm putting you on bed rest for a week."

"Sir, all due respect, I won't stay on bed rest. I've already missed enough class as it is being here, why am I still even here?"

"Emily we're just monitoring you, you seem to haven't ate anything in weeks. You're weak and stress and anxiety is only causing you more problems. I've already personally contacted your school. They said that they would send all notes and homework to you but I suggest you wait before doing it or at the very least get someone to help the stress off."

"I don't ha-"

"Now, I'm sorry but you can either do as I say or you'll stay here in this hospital till I see your ready to leave. That or you'll come back to the hospital blacked out again, your fiancé carrying you and when you wake up you could have brain damage and not remember anything. It's your choice.

Fiancé?
"I'll do as you say and fiancé?"

Then the door burst open and there is Erik.
"I'll let you two talk."

And with that the doctor walks out.

So Erik said we were engaged.
Why?
What is wrong with him ?

"I can explain."

"Please, not right now. Just let me sleep."

"I can't, Emily. You need to eat and stop stressing over everything and I'm not leaving your side till I know you've calmed down enough to be on your own. No ifs or buts. Now, I'm going to get you red jello and a sandwich and you're going to try and eat it."
And with that he walks out. 

Sitting here, watching people run around outside my door, I feel empty and everything is going in slow motion.

Then Mr. Blackthrone comes in and everything speeds up, going 90miles an hour.

Life just happens 90 miles an hour.

It comes and it goes.

So fast it's barely a blink of the eye.

Finally I snap back and Mr. Blackthrone is about to open his mouth. I feel as though only bad things will come out of it.