Safe in my arms

Dark matters

"Am I beautiful?" I always beautiful in my mind Anastasia." Jackson whispers in my ear
"I don't know, my knees are fat and my hair's ugly."
"If I hear you say another word about being fat or not liking your hair, I might have to break up with you."
"I don't know... but ok." I turn around and kiss him, but as I do so I'm still depressed and sad.
"Babe, I love you, just stop beating yourself up!" He says as he embraces me, I get out of his grab. I take three steps and open the door. Running as fast as my legs will take me. I run into the middle of a field and fall.
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Everything's blurry, my ears feel like they have cotton balls in them. I try to speak but nothing comes out. I panic. I see a figure but no features. I feel a sharp pain in my arm.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~    I wake up, there is no one by me so I sit up. I'm in a bed, I look around there are wires in my arms.
I feel like I'm going to faint but a lady runs in the room and grabs my back to keep me from fainting.
"Where am I? Where's Jackson?" I ask.
"Don't worry you're in the hospital, you're in good care." The lady says in my ear as if I was deaf.
"Ok but, where's Jackson?"
"I'm sorry but, I don't know."
"Ok, so when can I get out of here?"
"You can get out after we do some tests."
"No I don't want any tests, I'm fine! Just go away!"
" I'm sor-" she says as she jabs a needle in my arm. Everything goes blurry and I fall back on the bed.
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I feel an arm shaking my shoulder. My eyes feel like there glued closed. I try and sit up but I can't. My head is pounding. I hear a beeping noise but I don't know if that's in my head or... Whatever it is, it's annoying!
I try and open my eyes again I see light nothing but light! I hear a voice speaking but I can't tell what it says. I turn on my side, I see a man, he's tall with midnight black hair, one of his eyes is green the other one is brown. He looks me straight in the eyes and stick a needle in my arm it stings for a second then it feels like a mosquito that is a bit more intense. The room goes a bit tipsy but I refuse to go back in a sleep. I curl in a ball and start crying, my tears make the room even more fuzzy.
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"Are you ok?" The man asks as I still cry. I think I've been crying for 10 minutes.
"Do I look ok?" I respond as I look up at the man
"No you don't do you want anything?" The man looks to be in his thirties I know him from somewhere but I don't remember where.
"Where do I know you from?"
"I don't know, where do you think you know me from?"
" I don't know, whatever just go away!"
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I find myself in a different room it has a X-Ray machine in it, I get up and open the door I see no one I walk out the door and down a half light hallway, I turn down a pass and still find no one, I keep walking trying to fine the exit but I can't, I see medicine every where I'm tempted to take some, but I don't. I want to find someone. I keep walking there are a lot of options on where to go, I always choose the path with the best most light. I listen for any noise but I don't even here a whisper. The air is feeling heavy, I find it had to breath. I know why there is no one. I see the fire, I see it coming at me engulfing me in flames, I run but my legs are getting weak, I see the fire exit I try to keep running but my legs give out and I lfall down to the ground. I see fire come over me like a blanket.
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I see a light, I get up and walk to it, l reach towards it and stick my arm out to grab the light my arm goes right through the light and it disappears I look at my hand and its full of light and see through. I start running the wall is four steps away I keep running as fast as I can, I go through the wall. Now I'm in a room with a man the same man that was in my room before, he looks like he's asleep but my gut tells me he's almost dead. I know who he is I remember him from photos from when I was young he's my father, I never know my father only from pictures. My parents split up when I was three months old. He never wanted anything to do with my life. Lying in the hospital bed he looks at peace that he got to see me before he dies.