𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞 [𝐇.𝐒] vol.2

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A broken heart is all that's left
I'm still fixing all the cracks
Lost a couple of pieces when
I carried it, carried it, carried it home

arcade-duncan laurence

guess whos backkk
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me btw
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Beep

Beep

Beep

The worse sound in the world. And it was waking me up, I had stood still for the past few minutes trying to calm myself down praying that I wasn't where I thought I was even though I could smell the sterile environment around me.

My heartbeat was beating louder as the seconds passed, even with whatever shit they were giving me -they knew my history for sure since I was dopped with the good drugs...it was the drugs given to people with addiction. It takes off the edge but never enough for the person to drown in it.

I peeled my eyes open coughing as I allowed myself to properly wake up, my eyes were darting everywhere as the panic began to set in as I realized I was in my worst nightmare as I stared at the white walls. I stared at the IV pole next to me as I felt myself struggling to breathe and with heart monitor going crazy it wasn't helping me at all.

I need to leave.

I need to fucking leave.

I looking everywhere for an escape exist but it felt like I was in a prison. I began kicking the sheets off the bed as I realized I was basically butt naked with the stupid gown they gave me, my body was already triggering my flight or fight mode and anything that touched me had to be off me. The feeling of liquids entering me was driving me crazy as I yanked the line off not caring if blood was now pouring down my arm.

I yanked out the things on my chest and arms as I jumped off the bed which triggered an alarm. Blood was rushing to my head causing me to feel light headed and not think straight since all I could think of was I couldn't be here.

"Hey hey hey" A man came into the room with red scrubs on, his gloved hand rose in front of him as it were to stop me from yanking the stupid tube from my face. "You can't be up...you just had a procedure done"

My hand went towards my stomach were the slow ache was slowly growing and I was for sure bleeding through the gown I had on since my fingers were now coated in blood, that made my head spin and my legs shake. I don't remember anyone doing anything to since I didn't know how long I was out for and the feeling of people touching me with me unconscious made me uneasy.

"NO" I yelled back taking steps backwards as he took steps towards me.

My shouts of plea to stay away from me attracted more people in the room than I would have liked especially since I didn't know where I was or what I was being given by the IV. Where was my sister? Or Harry or any of them.