Chapter 32: Hospital bed

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"For fuck's sake, Will you stop playing with the bed setting?"

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"For fuck's sake, Will you stop playing with the bed setting?"

I croaked, annoyed as the bed moved up and down and my head was throbbing.

The lights were dim and the strong smell of the medicines making me nauseous.

I wholeheartedly despised hospitals.

"Nope." Alex shrugged making me glare but he laughed out loudly.

"You look like a horse." He remarked

Seriously?

"Just admit that you ran out of all the insults." I spoke.

"Hah! I just thought of showing some pity."

I close my eyes. If I weren't in this condition, I would've punched him.

I woke up a few hours ago afer being in coma for five days. My aunt couldn't stop crying. The doctors ran all sorts of tests and left not long ago when this piece of shit popped out of nowhere.
I was confused but couldn't ask earlier as he was having too fun  messing with the bed.

"What are you doing here?" I question annoyed by his presence.

Alex sat down and folded his arms watching me careful. His eyes fell on my leg which was wrapped heavily with a bandage.

I was told that I underwent a surgery. It wasn't too surprising as my leg was in the worst condition.

I was also told that a few ribs were broken and those were fixed too by another surgery.

My head was also covered and there were many small and big cuts all over my arms. My fingers wrapped in  bandages.

"I came here." He replied making me want to roll my eyes.

"I know that. But why?"

It's not like we fancied each other before.

He sighed, "Listen, I need to tell you what happened."

I furrowed my brows, "You? You have to tell me what happened? I know what happened. I was kidnapped and tortured for God knows how long and now here I am in a fucking hospital bed with my leg and head tied and yeah! There's a fucking bug in my room irritating me from past one hour!"

I finish glaring at him and he clicks his tongue.

"That's the first time I heard you speak so much. I thought you struggled with speech. Maybe you did but after you hit your head you are finally speaking!" He chuckled and I wanted to go back into coma.

I closed my eyes not wanting to hear anymore bullshit. If he stays any longer then I might as well die.

"You are sleeping now, I see... Maybe I should leave without telling how we found you what happened to those men and about Vivian."

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 28, 2024 ⏰

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