Protecting Elijah

•Chapter 19• Confessions

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Everything is so dark. I'm trying to find a way to see some light or colour, anything but the darkness.

I can't open my eyes, it feels as if they're sealed shut. I want to open my mouth to scream for help, tell them I'm scared, and ask why I can't open my eyes, but than everything comes back to me.

The rogues, the hunters, Elijah and the arrow I took for him. Where am I than? All I can hear is white noise and fuzziness coming from my mind. Where is everyone?

Hello I call out.

No one can hear me except for myself. I should be able to hear other things, what if I'm in a coma? No that can't be. It was just an arrow and a few injuries.

I probably have another bandage on my neck, and where the arrow hit. I don't even want to know what it will look like. Oh my, I'm probably going to look so ugly. Now Elijah will never love me.

Jessica, you need to relax A voice says in my head.

My mind goes blank and I freeze all my thoughts, Who are you? I ask.

I hear the voice laugh sounding much like a female, It's Jordan you dumbass.

Oh Jordan, what happened? I ask her.
She doesn't reply for a few minutes, and fear washes over me at the though of being helpless and alone again.

Someone's coming, we will talk later she says abruptly.

Just then, I hear something. It sounded like a door opening, followed by heavy footsteps and low voices. The sound of a chair being pulled out surrounds the white noise in my head and cancels it out, leaving me focused on the person who walked in.

My attention follows to the cool sensation of a hand on top of mine. I can feel fingers wrap and intertwine with my own, as the person squeezes and keeps a tight grip.

Well at least I can feel and hear things now, but I want to know who the person is, maybe it's Lynn, or Josh. It's probably Josh coming to check up on me, since he's the only one who cares about me.

I stiffen as I hear a male voice. I try to strain my ears to hear the voice more clear, but it seems I'm stuck at the same low volume as before.

"You know, never in my life would I have ever thought I'd be here again. Sitting by a bed, holding someone's hand, talking to what seems like a lifeless body."

"But this time, I've never felt this scared. That's not even the proper word" the voice pauses but continues "I'm terrified."