Grey

Ch. 7

My head was aching, my lips were dry, my body numb. I could not move a muscle or see a thing. I could only hear quite beeping noises next to me. I had no strength and tried hard to remember what last happened. I made memory bit by bit and remembered Harry yelling my name. I don't seem to figure what exactly happened. I can only remember running away from Harry and Aaron. Breaking me from my thoughts I heard a door opening.

"What happened to her? Who are you?!"

"Get out. You can't be here"

"I have known her for long. I have every right to stay"

"I said, get, out! Are you going to? Or do you want me to do it for you?"

I immediately recognized the voices. The next thing I heard was the floor squeeking and the wall being hit. I slowly opened my eyes, trying to move my cold lips.

"Harry?" My voice cracked, high and raspy. The room went quite and someone quickly ran to my side. My cold, hard hand was soon in between large, soft, warm ones.

"Ali? Ali, are you awake?"

I turned my head and saw two tall blurry figures by my side. My vision started clearing up and noticed the two figures were indeed Harry and Aaron. Aaron stood by my feet while Harry kneeled beside me.

"W-What happened?"

"This man almost killed you. That's what happened." Aaron shook the bed making me dizzy and my head ache.

"Don't do that"

"You're just hurting her. Leave"

"I will not leave her here with a monster"

"I may be a moster, but I am the one she loves"

There was silence. Aaron looked at me and I nodded. He slowly turned and left the room, me returning my eyes to Harry.

"Why are you here?"

His eyebrows furrowed and he looked down.

"I wanted to make sure you were okay"

"Well you saw me. Now please leave and on your way tell Aaron to come in"

I didn't know what snapped but he was the reason me and Aaron got distant. For the fear I have on him I broke Aaron's heart. He was the only one who was always there for me. Who always called to make sure I was okay. And Harry ruined everything.

"No"

"What?"

"I'm not letting him in"

"And why is that?"

"Because you're mine"

"Excuse me? I'm not yours or anyone's. I'm not an object and when I leave this bed I will make sure neither me or Aaron see you again"

"Well that's too bad because you're coming with me"

"You can't force me"

"Well I already signed the papers"

Then he looked at my expression with a small smirk.

"W-what papers"

"The ones that make me responsible for taking care of you until you're cured"

"What? You can't do that!"

"I already did"

"But-"

"Hello? May I come in?"

A short lady came in the room with a wheelchair and a clipboard full of papers. Taking the chance, Aaron walked behind her closing the door.