30. Hospitalized
Beep . . . Beep . . . Beep . . .
That was all I could hear.
Beep . . . Beep . . . Beep . . .
I couldn’t feel anything. I couldn’t move. Everything was black.
Beep . . . Beep . . . Beep . . .
Where was I? What had happened? Where was Kenai?
Beep . . . Beep . . . Beep . . .
Kenai . . .
Beep . . . Beep . . . Beep . . .
I felt like if something was pushing me down, pushing me away from reality. I wanted to move, I wanted to see. What had happened? The beeping continued. The damn beeping. It was getting on my last nerves. But as annoying as they were, there was only one place I could be where the continuous beeping could make sense: a hospital. Wait, why was I in a hospital? I tried hard to think. A flood of memories swam in my mind. I remembered the lake, Joshua, the gun, the running, Kenai, and a gun shot. I finally remembered. I had been shot. I had pushed Kenai out of the way so that he wouldn’t die. Whoa, wait! If I was in the hospital, then where was Kenai?! Was he alright?! What happened after I passed out?! Answers. That was what I needed. Answers. And there was only one way to get them. I had to wake up.
I was unconscious, and I knew that. I willed myself to wake up, to face reality again. It was like I was trying to push through a thick wall. Almost impossible. Almost. I tried as hard as I could to find feeling again so that I could open my eyes. How long had I been out? How has Ben been taking it? He had to know, right? Crap. He would want an explanation. He’s going to want to know what had happened. What would I tell him? I couldn’t keep it all a secret forever. I didn’t want to keep telling lies. But first thing’s first, I had to open my eyes. It was hard, but I had finally managed to regain feeling again. The first thing that I felt was a pang of pain in my right side. How lovely. I couldn’t help but wonder how bad the damage was. The beeping grew louder. Damn that annoying beeping! Feeling in my fingers followed, and it spread through the rest of my body.
I tried to move my fingers, but all they had managed to do was twitch. What a fail. But hey, it was something. I squeezed my eyes and kept them closed for a moment before they fluttered open. The first thing I saw was a white tiled ceiling. I tried to pick up my head, but as soon as I raised it from the lumpy pillow, a huge head rush hit followed by a painful headache. My head started pounding. Releasing a sigh, I looked around the room from my uncomfortable hospital bed. There was no color. Everything was either white or grey except for the lights from the machines and the . . . balloons? Beside the bed, there were bouquets of balloons that read “Get Well Soon” as well as flowers that were in every color imaginable. How long had I been out?
I turned my head to look at the seats that were supposed to be for visitors. I smiled. Alex was knocked out on the chairs with Sonia’s head on his lap. “Wake up, sleeping beauties.” I said in a hoarse voice. Alex’s head shot up while Sonia quickly opened her eyes. “Clair!” She said in a gleeful voice. “Welcome to the land of the living.” Alex said with a smirk on his face. I let out a small laugh. “It’s great to be here.” I told him. I looked around the room once more. “Where’s Ben?”
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Bear Child (Book 1)
Teen FictionClair Jordan has lived her entire life in the city of Manhattan, New York. Unfortunately, on her birthday, her mother was killed, and she is now forced to move in with her dad, who had abandoned her at the age of 3, and trades the city of Manhattan...