The Hospital

26 4 1
                                    

I thought they would just ice my head or something, I didn't think I was beat up that bad, but I guess I was. I woke up in a white room on a bed being hospitalized. My vision was still fuzzy, but then I saw someone people next to my bed.
"Hey," someone said. I soon realized that this someone was my best friend, Janette. Janette was a little smaller than me, brunette hair, hazel brown eyes, and one year younger than me, she was 17 and I was 18. "How ya feeling?"
"Good, thanks," I replied.
"Anything I can get you? Chips, coffee, water?"
"You can help me get out of this bed." I told her.
"Haha," She laughed.
She left after five minutes of saying that I'll be fine.
I was allowed to leave the hospital a few hours later, which is when I went home, and laid in my bed looking at the picture of my mom who passed away from cancer. My dad is gone the majority of the time for work. I laid there for a moment, and before I knew it, I was fast asleep.

Pursued Book 1: HuntedWhere stories live. Discover now