Taken By The Mafia

Chapter 7: Introductions.

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I sat up in my thin bed, drinking some more Earl grey tea the Doc gave me before he had to go out for a bit.

I've been in the Doc's lab room/office for two days now. Resting mostly because my body was very sore. I couldn't really do much in an unfamiliar place.

All I did do was just sit in my hospital bed and just try to fathom why and how I got here, it's all so unclear to me.

The Doc has been taking quite good care of me. He bandaged up all my wounds on my head and face. He had been giving me pain pills to help my throbbing welt and busted lip. The Doc even gave me easy to eat food like yogurt, soup, and pudding so I wouldn't have any discomfort with my cut lip.

The Doc has been nice to me but, he still won't answer any of my questions and keeps his conversation vague.

The Doc has been kind and keeps his distance so I didn't make any fuss. If you respect me an hasn't done anything bad to my knowledge, I will respect you; is how I go about dealing with people.

I didn't really ask about the silver suited man because my mind was to preoccupied about my situation. Plus I didn't really feel like talking about him, especially after what happened a couple days ago. Though, I can't really tell if that actually happened since it was so out of place. My whole mind is a mess anyway my thoughts too unreliable.

But, I know something bad happened to lead me here, but my head is just to confused to put the pieces of my memory together.

'All I'm recalling is I went out with my friends to celebrate my 19th birthday at the restaurant I work at. I just wanted to treat them cause they've always come to my birthdays before. We got there safely and ate pizza, then we went to the club area to dance...'

'Then, randomly my bitchy manger interrupted my friends and I. She needed my help serving... Important guests.. The blonde haired, blue eyed man! and his.. Associates?'

'Then I made a complete idiot of myself when I accidentally spilled hot soup on one of the men with him. Which almost resulted in me getting my ass whooped.'

'Ugh I'm such a graceful being.'

'..Then, after all that something else happened... Something important..? Right?' I clicked my tongue and rubbed my temples, straining to recall the missing pieces.

'...! That's right! Right after all that I came back to find my friends in the club. But! I was being kidnapped by a man in the club, who dragged me outside. I fought him off me, then tried to run to get hel-!'

*Click!* *Creek*

The big door to the lab swung open. The messy brown haired Doc stepped in with papers on a clipboard and pen in his hand. He looked at me.

"Morning." He said with a smile. "Does your head still hurt? Did you sleep well at night? How do you feel?" He walked over to me and placed the back of his hand on my forehead to check my temperature.

I really didn't know how to act in this very obtuse situation.

I sat stiff at the sudden questions.
I stammered low.

"..uh my head doesn't hurt. And I.. uh slept the whole night..."

'How can you even ask how I'm feeling isn't it obvious!'

I paused and moved my forehead away from his hand, looking down at my warm tea. I clutched the teacup tight and tensed my lips in to a line.

"I don't feel good at all."