Not So Perfect

Fog

Angela eyes shoot open as she struggles to breath. The bright lights blind her and she shuts them once again. That was too real for her liking. She can still feel his touch on her skin. Even thinking about it give her goosebumps.

Angela can hear whispers around her. Slowly she opens her eyes and sees shadows moving behind the door. Her eyelids feel heavy as bricks as well did her body. She can feel her mouth dry and tries to swallow but only causes her pain.

She tries to focus where she's at. Confusion overwhelms her as tries to put the pieces together. Everything in her mind is a mess. She focuses in the room as her head begins to spin.

Her arm is connected to the beeping machine next to the bed. It felt as the beeping is getting louder causing her head to pound in pain. There's a chair as well with a black leather jacket. The party, Lewis, the alcohol, and her phone.

Where was her phone?! She frantically searches the room with her eyes. Without thinking she removes everything connected to her. How long has she been out? No contact meant bad things to come. The machine begins going crazy and the door slams open.

Tony is quickly at her side. He tries to put her back to the bed but she rejects.

"My phone, I need my phone!"

"Calm down," Dyren says pulling her back onto the bed from the other side.

"Give me my phone!"

"It's right here. Just calm down," Tony says.

A pinch on her arm and her eyes shoot at Dyren. She yanks the serinch out of her arm. This causes her to scrape her arm as blood drips onto the bed.

"Calm down," Tony says embracing her.

Angela tries to push him off but it was no use. Slowly her eyes started getting hazy and her body light. In her last seconds of awareness she hears Tony talk.

"You gave me quite a scare, pajarito." Tony says kissing the top of her head.

Angela can feel a ice cold hand on her leg. Her eyes shoot open only to be met with blue ice eyes staring back at her. She want to scream but his hand quickly covers her mouth.

"Sweetheart. I miss you."

Angela only stares as she feels his hand travel up to her thigh. She feels sick to her stomach as he goes for her inner thigh.

"It's been far too long. I miss your skin."

She finally realizes she can't just lay there in horror. She tries pushing him away but he pins her arms over her head. She starts screaming on top of her lungs. His other hand covers her mouth.

"No one can hear you here."

She has had enough and she shuts her eyes close. He had betrayed her. Everything she had believed was shattered. He had broken her. He calls her name but she keeps her eyes shut. Her trust was broken again and again.

Her restrains slowly disappear as her name echoes louder. It was a different voice, she recognises that voice.

Angela opens her eyes to be met by Tony. She lets the tears overflow. Tony tightens his embrace on her as Dyren comes into the room. She gives him a smile and he only shakes his head.

"Your lucky to be alive," Dyren states.

Lucky? As if being alive meant anything but pain for her. She can feel more tears swell in her eyes. Tony rubs her back.

"I warned you about risking me and the other patients," Dyren firmly states,"this will be the last I see of you."

"But she," Tony begins.

"She needs actual help. If she had died here last night. The blame would have fallen onto you boy," Dyren states.

Angela can feel her heart race. She hadn't thought anything through. If she had died in Tony's home everything would have fallen onto him. Could she really be so numb and dumb to not think of him.

Tony continues to run her back gently. Silence fills the room as the machines are echoing in the small room.

"You won't see me again," Angela softly says.

"Lose my number. Next time you'll be turn away I give you my word," Dyren says, " get actual help if you actually want to make a change."

"You're in a very bad state. Besides your almost overdose your very malnutrition. Your body is barely making it. Give yourself a chance. I won't blab more for your sake but it's not a time to be selfish," Dyren says, "just think about the people that need you."

Angela can feel her heart tug knowing well who he referred to. She hadn't thought about her. She needed to see her soon. Everything lately has revolved her only and she had been so hyper focus only on that.

Angela gives a small nod. Dyren exits the room and she lets more tears fall down her cheeks. Arms embrace her tightly and sobs leave her mouth. She felt so overwhelmed with emotion. She had failed to get some peace. Can she actually live fo her or is it worse to be here? Would anything actually change for her or anyone by her existing? Has she any worth beside just being an object or just a body for someone to use?

"Why?" Tony asks softly.

Question she asks herself everyday. Why was she even here. suffering just surrounded her. Even when she pretends that's it's not in her life. It's ripples still managed to touch her life. 

"I'm so tired," she answers half truthfully.