Imagine this; being in a dark room, laying down with a million fire ants destroying your neck and there's nothing you can do about it. Well that's what I was feeling, but like a million times more. It was like some sci-fi tractor beam was holding me down. It's not like I can see so why move. I sat still and let consciousness escape me. When I woke up I could see and still feel the pain of the memories very fresh in my mind. Remembering what I thought were my last moments I put a nervous hand to my neck, "pretty good job 'eh," I nearly jumped out my skin, " bloody hell mate!" I sighed seeing it was only the doctor. My voice came out as a dry whisper. "Yep, um, I recommend you drink loads of water. It'll take time for you to heal up properly so try to avoid yelling or screaming." He had a smile that reminded me of my father's. "So, um," I glanced at his name tag, "Dr.Ditily," I said with a giggle, " what's gonna happen to me?" His expression quickly saddened, "it seems you don't have any other family members who'd willingly take you in." I sat up but quickly regretted it, "54." Dr.D blurted out. " 54 what?" I asked completely clueless. "54, three to five inch, glass shards found in your back, and we aren't even sure if that's all that's left." I turned my head, to look out the window and could feel the skin around my stitches stretch. " Listen kid, it's gonna take some getting used to, but you'll be alright I promise." I knew he meant well but I could care less for empty promises and pointless pity. "Honestly doc, I feel what happened, happened."But truthfully I couldn't keep lying to my self and by the look I was getting I could tell he wasn't buying it either, but he kept quiet. A nurse came in and told Dr. D something in his ear. "Okayy! So I have some good news and some bad news. What do you want first?" I put on a brave smile, "Supprise me." Fear welled in my chest. Supprises were the last thing I needed but I listened intently, "Hmmph, good news is you'll be leaving tomorrow, bad news is...your going to an orphanage." At that moment my heart sank and then imploded. "No no no no no no, I can't do that. In every movie I've seen the orphanage director was always super evil." Dr. D laughed at me and told me I'd be fine. I sat there in silence as the nurse filed paper work so that I can go. According to her I'd been out for two weeks, in a pseudo coma. I was brought some new clothes seeing as my old ones were bloody. Then it hit me...I wasn't in my old clothes anymore, someone changed me while I was unconscious. "Um, excuse me but how'd I get into this hospital thing?" I asked my voice still sounding like crushed dry leaves. Her face went pink all over. "I changed your clothes, and cleaned the blood off you." She said blushing harder. Now my face was getting hot, "Sorry about that." I said avoiding eye contact. An awkward silence fell over the room until Dr. D came in with another nurse who seemed a bit older than the first, which made me look at her, (The blushy nurse) she seemed no older than 17 which makes us the same age. "Um, doc I'm about ready to get dressed and do a little walking around." I said, interrupting his conversation. "Yeah, OK go ahead." He said resuming his conversation. I looked around seeing so many people in the room that he was supposed to be changing in. No curtains, or door or anything. "Don't worry kid we're all professionals, we've seen it all before." Dr. D said noticing my distress. "Yeah he's right," I said just remembering that there's another 17 year old in the room watching me. "Suck it up Jay she works here, plus she's seen you naked before," I thought, "Just keep from getting too excited. Also no more deep thought monologues." I thought getting undressed. I pulled on my new underwear, then I looked up and saw her staring at me blushing madly now. It was like my brain was pumping excitement down to my...lower areas, and I guess she could tell because her eyes dropped and widened. I tracked where her eyes were locked and quickly put on my pants. She quickly turned her head but it was too late she'd seen too enough, and I was sure she was gonna think I was a pervert. When I finished getting dressed I had on some faded brown Levis, some white airforce ones, a black t-shirt, a red checked Polo button up, and a white and black plad scarf.The older nurse came over to check my blood preasure, and stitches. "Looks like your all good to go kid." Dr. D said with a sigh of relief. "Oh yes before I forget. Um Mya, is it? Mr. Wilson here wants to get some fresh air could you show him the way please?" Mya looked up her face pink again, "S-sure" She answered reluctantly. Her voice was so soft you could tell she was a shy girl. She walked ahead of me in the hallway. "Shit, what do I say?" My mind was racing to the point that I didn't see her stop, bumping into her causing her to fall. "Eeep!" She squealed as we fell. "Oh, damnit I'm so sorry" I said noticing her face was getting red again. She looked down at her chest and shut her eyes tight. "What?!" At this point I was confused, until I looked where she was looking. My right hand was on her breast. I got up as fast as I could, offering a hand to help her up. "Um, through these doors to the left, and be careful the stairs may be wet." She said softly. I noticed she was covering her breast. "Look I'm sorry for our little...situation." I said blushing. She smiled and turned around to walk away, but I grabbed her wrist. When she looked back she looked scared and was on the brink of tears, "Please," I let go of her wrist and shoved my hands in my pockets. Mya ran back down the hallway we came through. "It seems that she's being raped or being touched inappropriately. It up to me to find out." I thought sitting down on the closest bench. So lost in my thoughts I didn't realize that it was spring and it was just beautiful. Looking down I saw that some leaves and fallen into my lap. Looking back up I noticed the sun was setting, "Wow I've been out here for too long. It's time to head back in."Alright I'm done with this one and it looks like I'm going to be updating every two days. Tell me if you liked or not please vote (i guess). Shout to Kashekeni_Sorumu, we're going to be doing a collab soon (hopefully ).
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Bloody Hell
Mystery / ThrillerLife is good but death is inevitable, and cold. And if you're given a second chance don't fail, live it up. I know this, and it's time I share my experience with life, death, love, and being a hero.