Stockholm Syndrome (BECHLOE)

Chapter 10

I wake up to the white ceiling of an hospital room. Careful I sit up and look around. Chloe isn't here. She should be here with me. Where I am? I start to scan the room. It's a single room with one bed, an wardrobe and an table with two chairs. There's also an TV at one wall. The rest of the room is white. The walls, the ceiling, only the bottom is grey. It's a typical hospital room. Than it all comes up to my mind. Chloe is away. She....the paper! I want to take it out of my pocket, but I am not wearing my clothes. I am wearing one of this hospital robes. Where are my clothes? I need the paper! I need Chloe! Slowly the door opens and a young man in a white smock enters the room. His black hair is short and his dark brown eyes match it perfectly.

"Hello, Mr. Mitchell. I am doctor Sheppard."

"Where are my clothes?"

"Your father has got them."

"My father is here?"

"Yes and he would really like to see you, if it's okay for you."

"Yes."

My father is here? Of course my father is here. He must have missed me. I totally forgot about him. Some seconds after Dr.Sheppard left, my father enters the room.

"Beca! How are you?"

"I don't know. I want away from here. This is not where I am supposed to be."

"They said you have to stay for a while, but I can get you everything you need."

"I don't need them, I just need to get out of here."

"Look Beca, there happened some things and nobody knows what happened to you, but the doctors said that you must have had a really hard time. They need to see if you're body gonna rest after all this."

"Everything is okay."

He takes my hand and slowly strokes over the bandages.

"It's not. What they did to my little girl?"

He nearly starts crying, but holds it back.

"I was so afraid I would never see you again."

I don't know what to say, so I am just quiet and hold his hand. It must have been really hard for him. I never thought about that. I am so selfish. All the time I just thought about Chloe and me. Chloe!

"Dad, do you have my clothes?"

He gives me a bag and I look inside. There is my top in it and also my pants. I take them out and search in the pocket for the paper. As I finally find it I take it out. It's a handwritten note from Chloe.

I never knew what I want until I met you. By your side I finally found my place in this world. I want you for worse or for better and I believe that everything is gonna be better when you're out of all this. I know that we will be apart for some time. Sometimes, when it lasts in love it hurts, but for me it isn't over. I will find you, just give me some time. I never told you, but you are the best thing, that's ever been mine! I love you!
Chloe

I feel tears running down my face. She's away. Why she did this? Why she didn't come with me? I need her. I am so alone and helpless. I am lost without her.

"What's wrong?"

My father asks depressed. I don't give him an response. The tearts still streaming down my face. I can't stop them. Everything is so empty. I feel so guilty. Suddenly some doctors come in and take my father away. Maybe I should stop them, because it's not his fault, but I want to be alone. Well, I am already alone without Chloe. Careful someone lays a hand on my shoulder. I look up and see a women with blonde hair. I wince and want to run away. I jump out of the bed and try to run over to the door. Suddenly the tube of the infusion tears off and blood spreads out of my arm. I run out of the room down the corridor. Here are so much people. Everyone looks at me. Behind me the women starts to scream.