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Chapter 6

Zoey's POV:

Everything was black, cold, terrifying. I was locked in some bubble, maybe one in my own mind. But why? How can't I wake up? How am I not able to move? Open my eyes? Breathing became hard. I started panicking. Oh great, best place and time to go mental.

'Ok, breathe in... and out.
It's fine, you can deal with this, you did it before.'

But I couldn't control my breathing, it was like something was holding me from breathing on my own.
Wait, I felt this before... it was like a machine controlled it. A machine like in the hospital. Oh my god, what happened and why was I in a freaking hospital bed?!

My breath started hitching and becoming abnormal. No, please. Everything but a panic attack in this kind of state.

The darkness seemed to become even more black and unwelcoming. I wanted to wake up, but I couldn't, my mind was refusing to leave this horrible place. My body was aching like I was hit by a truck. Even trying to open my eyes was painful.
My mind was racing. What happened before? I couldn't remember. My brain was too tired and too focused on panicking. I hated darkness. I always did.

'Relax, you have time to think later. Everything is fine.'

No it wasn't.

My heartbeat started to speed up. Just a few seconds later I felt how there was a warm, calming substance running through my veins. Painkillers, sleeping pills. Not long and I was completely unconscious again.

Hours passed and I wasn't waking up. Sometimes I was in a state, half awake, yet not able to open my eyes.

I can't tell how much time passed. Were it only hours? Days? Or even months? No Idea.

But after a time that felt like an eternity, yet just like seconds (How is that even possible???) I could hear voices around me. Busy voices. Just like in a hospital. So I was right about that part. I tried to scream, scream for help. Not even one sound was leaving my lips.

Why could nobody hear me?! Why could nobody help me??

I felt like crying, like shouting for my mom. She was the one I needed right now. The one I wanted to see so badly.

'Mom! Please?? Why don't you help me? I can't deal with this.'

Hot tears were streaming down my cheeks. But were they really?
I could not tell what was real and what was imagination. Maybe I was just dreaming and there was nothing to be afraid of? Nothing to fear?

'Try it, you need to try!'
Mom?!
No Answer.

It was just a voice inside of my head, but I needed to try. If not for me, at least for her and all of my family.
I concentrated really hard, trying to force my eyes open.
Nothing.

'Do it again, I know you can do it sweetheart!'
'I'm trying, I really am! Mom I can't do it, it's just too hard'

I was crying.
Wait what? Did I really?
Yes! I could feel how one salty tear was running down my cheek. I could do it. I could wake up. I just needed to try.

'Don't give up'

I took all the force and energy that was left inside of my body.
I was doing it. After several tries my eyes fluttered open and a glaring light was dazzling me.

*(A/N) Sorry, just a short chapter, also not so very good. I hope you enjoy it and I would be really happy if you would tell me your opinions on all this down in the comments.
xxx Antoinette*