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I wake up with wires hooked up to my body; Iv's in my hand, EKG's on my chest. I hate this feeling of being hooked up to things, I feel restricted, trapped. I lightly lift my head to find that it that it almost impossible to do, do I have a concussion? I don't remeber falling.
He gave me pot, he took me upstairs, he tried to rape me. I remember Niall coming, knocking him out. He is my savior.
It comes to me in a rush, I have a headache. I slowly turn my head to see Niall sleeping in a cot next to my bed. What is he soing here? I cant move so I can't wake him up, dang it. I want to pick his brain. I shrug and grab the remote next to my abdomin and turn it on slowly, I feel as though I got hit by a bus.
I watch the Golden Girls for about an hour then I see my Dad walk in, finally. He eyes Niall and then sits on the side of my bed and stares at me for a moment then decides to speak. "How are you feeling Pres?" he asks in a low whisper, considering Niall is passed out next to us.
"Fine, I am really sore though." I say trying to lean up but he pushes me back.
"You need to relax. The doctor wants to keep you a few more days, monitor your weight and some other things." I freeze.
"My weight?: I say. Not again, no, it can't, I can't, breathe.
"Yes, they said you need to gain some weight then you can come on back home." he said as he gripped my wrist lightly then placing it back down on the bed.
"Well, why am I even here?" I question, I can't think.
"You fell down a flight of stairs while you were at your friend Nialls here." he said as he pointed at Niall, who was beginning to wake up.
"I fell down stairs?" I question.
"Yup, two flights I might add. Your lucky you made it out alive." he said as looked at NIall rise up from the cot. Niall looked at him and sat completely up. "Well, I shall leave you too to catch up." he said as he walked away, leaving me with Niall. I turn slowly towards him, not because I didn't want to face him, but because I was so sore.
"How do you feel babes?" Niall said as my dad shut the door.
"Fine." I say in a kind of rude tone. I dont want to be here.
"Well thats a good thing, luckily I found you when I did. You could have died!" he standing up and cracking his back.
"You know I did not fall down a flight of stairs you liar! Now tell me what really happened!" I scream.
"Not until you are ready for the ride baby." he said with a smirk.
"What ride?" I say slowly.
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