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Chapter 19 - **************

"I don't know if I'm in the right place or not... October Herring... March 29, 1990... I don't know we were talking one minute, I turned to walk away and when I looked back she was on the ground... no she hasn't... her friend, Melanie..."

Ughh. Melanie? Who's she talking to? I can hear her... sort of... but I can't see anything. I can't help but fade in and out of consciousness but I feel her hand resting on mine.

"What do you mean? Why can't I come with her? I don't give a flying-"

Someone is taking me away from her, no! Give her back! I want her with me but I still haven't gained control of my body and can only lay there and listen helplessly to what's going on around me...

Ow... My head hurts! Fuck, my everything hurts! I open my eyes slowly and look around as much as I can without turning my head. My eyes adjust and the blurriness starts to fade, time to take inventory. I'm fine, for the most part, paler than normal but okay. There's an IV sticking in my hand giving me blood for nourishment I suppose but other than that I'm solid. The curtains are pulled closed and the room is dark ,there's some flowers in a vase by the sink and a television in the middle of the room. There's someone asleep in the other bed, a boy, he looks to be about my age. That's all well and good but it's time for me to get the hell out of here. I jump up and out of bed and am quickly reminded of why I am here; as soon as my feet touch the cold linoleum I hit the floor and scream as the IV is ripped out of my skin. 

"FUCKING AYE!!" If I had tears they sure as hell would be flowing, fuck. As I focus on nursing my hand I feel a pair of hands grabbing me by my arms and pulling me up. I look up and into the red eyes of my current roommate. I murmur a quick, "thanks" as he hits the nurse call button.

"Not a problem, you okay?" 

I nod as a response but look down completely embarassed of needing anyone's assistance, let alone some kid in a hospital's. As the nurse comes in he moves back to his own bed and turns on the television set. I can't help but to tune out her lecturing as she puts gauze and tape over where the IV was and inserts it again on the other hand. All I can think about is Melanie, I need to see her, badly. I do feel alittle better though, so perhaps things are improving even though we're apart.. or maybe it's just some sort of high from the excess nourishment. After she leaves, I look over at the boy, wondering what his story is, but I can't just ask like that, I mean come on, rude! I suppose the best way to start is casual conversation...

"Hey, um, thanks for earlier, I'm October."

He never looks away from whatever he's watching but does respond atleast, "You're fine, I had about the same reaction when I first woke up, but moving wasn't really an option for me. I'm Malikai." He smirks at me and turns back to the television. Leaving me alone with my thoughts; arguably the most dangerous place for me to be right now. What did she mean about her uncle? What has he done to her? Does Father know where I am? Did Leighton have anything to do with her abduction? Fuck I can't think that much, I need some sleep.