Me and My Extraordinary Friend. (On Hold)

Chapter 2- Hospital Patient.

Amy's P.O.V

I was very edgy but I tried to relax.

After I got myself back together a bit, I started to think I could hear two voices, but knowing me I most likely imagined it. However the voices I heard grew louder and louder as if they were right next to me yelling and screaming, but my vision was still blurry and I couldn't see anyone.

I started to tremble as I was frightened. The fine, little hairs on my arms were standing up as if they were electrified.

I didn't know what was going on. 'Have I died already without knowing, and the voices I hear are dead people? Did someone come to rescue me? If so, I hope they don't get hurt. I'd rather sacrifice my life for their safety.' Different ideas played in my head as if the situation was a movie and I was the main character. I also imagined myself in paradise, I was sitting on the sandy floor of the Hawaiian beach, the cool summer's breeze rustling my hair around, I was drinking a non alcoholic punch with those cool umbrella's sitting on the rim of the cup and a piece of strawberry too.

I stopped fantasising and slowly drifted back to reality, I was still on the floor in the dark, spooky alley. Nothing had changed, yet, the only different thing was I heard police sirens. Suddenly a new pair of hands touched my skin, they were soft, delicate hands that picked me up gently, and I could smell the strong sent of a male's deodorant, but I couldn't recognise the person. This was definitely a different person from the creepy man that was attacking me a few short minutes ago. Whoever this person is I must thank them for saving me, well at least I think that's what they are doing. This person was carrying me away quite swiftly out of the alley.

Then I remembered about the blood that was coming from my head, it started hurting again. The pain from my head finally caught up with me and it ached worse now than it had before. I couldn't stand it. A swift breeze came along and the smell of blood filled my nostrils once again, I got very dizzy.

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I woke up and looked at the pale white ceiling above me. I tried to lift my head to see where I was but it just ached and I collapsed back into the pillows. I heard footsteps rushing towards me.

"Honey, can you hear me?" It was my mother.

"Mum. Mum where am I?"

"Darling you're in the hospital."

"Hospital? What happened?" I said raising my voice a little.

A nurse it a green dress walked in, and asked for my mother.

"Can I have a quick word?"

My mother and the nurse left me. I was all alone, well that's what I thought. I struggled to turn on my side, it took me three attempts but I finally wriggled on too my left side. After the bed stopped shaking from what I just accomplished, the room was dead quiet, except for the heavy breaths that rang in my ears. I realised someone else was in the room with me, because I wasn't the one breathing heavily. I started to shake, my teeth were chattering whoever was in the room, was on my right side so I couldn't see them. 'Mum come I back!' I wanted to call but I couldn't manage to fit the words together. I decided to stay lying down, shaking.

A few minutes later, Mum came back in with a policeman who was holding a pen and a notepad. He looked at me eagerly and I knew he was going to start asking me questions. I tried to sit up but failed miserably.

The policeman started talking, "I am here to find out who your attacker was so we can track the person and capture them before the person does this to anyone else."

I attempted to sit up again and succeeded.

The man asked "Amy, do you remember what the person looked like, what the person was wearing, the approximate age? Anything to help us track them?"

I looked at my mother and shook my head, as that was all I could manage.

"Well if you remember anything at all just call us."

Mum sighed, "Okay we will."

The policeman walked away from my bed, but he didn't leave the room. His big, black squeaky boots walked towards the other person who was sitting in the room. He had golden hair, a pale face and hazel eyes.

"Eric!" I squealed with excitement. Oh was I happy to see him!

Eric looked up at me and gave me a quick smile, before the policeman started asking him questions too.

"What happened this morning?"

"Well, I don't know what happened to Amy straight away, but I was walking towards school and I was in Fifth Avenue when I heard someone scream 'help'. I started to walk faster so I could get to school, but the person screamed help again and I heard someone else laughing. I came across a man in an alley dragging a girl with him who was bleeding on the floor. I stopped and realised it was Amy who was being dragged along with the man. I yelled at him to let her go and kept yelling at him, he screamed at me to go away and mind my own business. However, I didn't leave, the man stopped dragging Amy and came up to me and punched me in the face. I fell to the ground and quickly pulled out my phone and called the police, and then when the man heard the police sirens he quickly ran away. That's all."

"Can you describe the man to me?"

Eric stuttered, "Um...well, he had short, dark brown hair, I think he had dark eyes, he was wearing all black too, but his leather jacket had a few tears in it. Does that help?"

"Yeah, that will do. When we find him we will call you." Replied the officer, he took down a few notes on his notepad and left the room.

Mum came up to the chair next to me and sat down She told me "You have a deep cut in the back of your head from this morning, the doctor gave you a quite a few stitches so the cut can heal."

After mum said that I went to touch the back of my head and I could feel string which must have been the stitches. I ran my fingers over the stitches a few times, I felt five. 'Well at least the cut wasn't too bad,' I thought.

Mum's phone beeped, I checked it for her and it was my older sister, Maria, she wanted Mum to pick her up from UNI when she had finished with me. I told Mum and Mum said to me she will be back soon to check on me. I nodded and she kissed me on the forehead then left me to rest.

However I didn't rest, I decided to talk to Eric.

"Eric, I am sorry for making you angry before, but that's just what I thought!"

"It's okay. Don't worry, I know what you said was right, I should try to be a bit nicer, but it is hard when Janelle isn't the person I like." Eric stopped talking as if he said more than what he wanted too.

"Ooh who do you like?"

Eric didn't answer me. I started to laugh as his face turned as red as a tomato.