Look who finally fucking updated....Yes me. I'm sorry but I'm so busy with school and have like 1432367318230154 homework projects and the teachers pile more and more homework on top even though we have so many projects. But here's the chapter my little m&m's!
LAURA'S POV:
I opened my eyes everything was blurry and I could hardly move or sit up. My eyes finally got used to the bright light. My eyes scanned the room around until the white door opened and ran in a nurse with a clipboard.
"Hi I'm Cath first off we will have to do some tests on you." She smiled looking at her clipboard. I finally had the strength to sit up. I rubbed my eyes and looked around. Then I remembered.
"Um...when can I go?" I asked urgently.
"After the tests now is there any family you'd like to see?"
"No thank you." I replied. It felt weird talking after such a long time.
"Do you remember your name?"
"Uh...yeah Laura Johnson."
"Are you sure there's no family that you'd like to see?"
"I'm sure."
"Ok well if you need something just call us. We'll carry out your tests tomorrow just rest." She said. I nodded and she left.
I looked around. I pulled out the iv and pulled my legs over the bed. My back hurt and so did my head. I put my weight on one leg and tried standing up. I failed and fell onto the floor. You know when someone kicks the back of your knee and your leg loses balance. Yeah that kinda happened. I lifted myself off the floor and held on to the railing of the bed that I laid on for two months.
I tried taking another step but fell once again. Fuck this I'm gonna crawl. I laid down on my stomach and used my arms to pull me to the door. I groaned in pain and kept pulling myself across the floor. I finally got to the door. I lifted myself up a bit and reached for the stupid handle that's too high. I tried reaching higher. I could feel my stomach muscles stretching making it more painful because I haven't stretched them in two months.
I need to find Kian. I got my fingers to reach the bottom of the door handle. I reached higher and wrapped my finger around the handle pulling it down and opening it. I pulled myself out. My breathing got faster and I was now panting.
"Laura?" Someone said. My head shot up. I looked around until my eyes met with a guy. Probably 20. I looked up at his name tag. Jake. (a/n do y'all remember him? ).
"Laura you shouldn't be here." He said kneeling down next me. He put his arms around my waist and slowly lifted me up.
"No please Jake please." I whimpered.
"How do you know my name?" He asked pulling away. I nodded to his name tag causing a chuckle to escape his lips.
"Come on you should be resting." He whispered lifting me up again. I shrugged his hands away and moved away from him slightly.
"Jake please I am begging you." I said with tears in my eyes.
"Come on Laura you need to-"
"Jake!! For fucks sake please." I cut him off now annoyed with him.
"Fine but you're gonna have to hurry."
"Thank you so so much. Can you get a wheelchair?" I asked sighing.
"Um...yeah but why? Where do you want to go?"
"Jake is there a patient here called Kian Lawley?" I asked coughing.
