Sickly Intertwined

Chapter Eight:

 Around an hour later, a nurse wakes me up as she put down a small tray of food that is supposed to be my lunch. The food did not look appetizing at all. So instead of eating it, I dumped it into the trash and grabbed my phone. I'm assuming Corvin must have brought it with us because it was sitting on my bedside table. Even after getting some sleep, I still had an almost unbearable headache.

I look around the room, taking in the layout of it. The walls of the room are an Olive-green color, I suppose they went with that rather than white to make it feel less like a hospital and more like an actual room. Though the wall color mixed with the 10 beeping machines around my bed, say otherwise. The bed is semi-comfortable, not as comfortable as my own bed, but it gets the job done, I guess. The bed is sat against the wall, centered in between two small, brown nightstands. In front of me is a mounted TV, pretty small but again, it gets the job done.

The beeping machines are starting to really get on my nerves. Not to mention, it is not helping my headache. I look over to them, I recognize one that is recording my heart rate, another for my blood pressure, the others are simply there to annoy me. I reach over and yank the cords out of the wall, finally bringing me some peace.

I cannot stand being in this room, I feel like I'm suffocating. I sit up and stand from the bed, feeling a little wobbly on my feet before I eventually find my balance and walk further away from the bed. I feel a pull coming from my right arm and look down, finding not one but two IVs in my arm. One in the inner part of my elbow and one in the top of my hand. I follow the tube with my eyes and see a small bag hung on a stand, pumping medication straight into my veins.

I am quite literally trapped. I cannot go any further than about four feet away from this stupid pole. Suddenly, the room begins to feel like it is closing in on me. I try to walk further away from the bed, but the pole has wheels on it, and it just moves with me.

I feel my breathing begin to pick up. I look down at my arm, grabbing the tubes tightly in my left hand, as I yank them straight out of my arm. A sob escapes my lips as I cry out in pain from the harsh motion. I begin to pace around my room for a moment as my breathing picks up. The room is closing around me. It's pushing against my lungs. My chest is on fire. I feel something hard beneath me. I'm on the ground now. I tug on my hair. My vision is blurry. I can't see. The room has collapsed on me. My head is pounding. I grasp my throat. I need air. I need something. I can't feel anything, yet I'm feeling everything all at once. I try to scream. Nothing comes out. I'm sobbing. I'm gasping, desperately. I begin to feel weightless. I feel as my eyes start to roll back.

Suddenly, I feel hands all over my body. They travel up to my face. Holding it between them. The hands leave my face, and for a moment, I thought I was imagining them. But the second they leave my face, they are instantly wrapped around my body. One gently placed on the back of my head, the other on my lower back, pulling me into their chest. I grasp the ends of my hair and yank at them. The hands leave their place on my back to grab my wrists, holding them away from my body. Trapping me. I begin to thrash around in their hold. Kicking my legs and trying to pull my arms free from this person. I scream, with the whole of my chest whilst fighting with my whole body. Their arms wrap around the top of my body, pulling my back against their front. I continue to thrash in their hold, using my feet to try to stand from our position on the ground since my arms are now pinned in theirs. I feel something prick my left arm and my muscles immediately go numb as I fall limp in the person's arms. My head falls back against their chest, and I am met with Corvin's very worried face. That is the last thing I see before my eyes fall shut and I drift into a deep sleep.

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My eyes blink open. I feel something tight around both of my wrists. I look down and see straps, tying me to the bed. I expected myself to freak out, thrash against them, something. But I don't. I feel an odd sense of calm actually.

"They're for your own protection." I look up and see Corvin standing at the foot of my bed, wearing a set of light green scrubs.

"Hmm." I hum, looking back down to my wrists. I honestly don't care why they are there. I feel like I'm floating right now. I just want to enjoy this feeling, it's even better than weed.

"You scared the hell out of me, you know." He says suddenly.

I look back to him, he's eyeing me warily.

"How so?"

"Grace, I've never seen anything like this before. I've seen hundreds of panic attacks. Hell, I've had some of my own. But this...this was like nothing I've ever seen. You had completely lost touch with reality. I couldn't calm you down. We had to give you a sedative so you wouldn't hurt yourself anymore."

Anymore? I then notice all of the new bandages on my body. There are at least 4 new ones on my arms. Two of them, covering the areas where my IV's used to be placed. Which are now put on my other arm. One on the inside of my elbow the other in the top of my hand, just like before. My eyebrows raise in shock.

"There's more where that came from." He says as he notices the same thing I do. "You should see your chest and neck." He hands me a mirror from the side of my bed.

I gasp at the view. My chest and neck are covered in bandages, and I can see bruises protruding from beneath them.

"Damn. I'm strong." I laugh at myself. How am I so funny?

"We gave you something for your anxiety. That's most likely why you're feeling so loopy."

"I feel great right now." I'm smiling like a literal drunken idiot.

"Well, I'll leave you alone. I have rounds. If you need anything, press the nurse button." he says as he walks out of the room, leaving the door cracked, rather than closing it all the way.

I'm lying on my back as I look up to the ceiling. I'm still smiling. I don't know what they gave me, but it's my new best friend. 

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Is it just me or is it hot in here? Corvin is so yummy. Y'all don't know it yet, but just you wait. You'll feel it too.

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