Jinxed

Cabin or clinic?

"Hey are you okay?"

No I'm not okay, my head feels like the Kool-Aid man is sitting on it and I can't feel my feet.

"Sure." I answered with as much sarcasm as I could muster."where am I?" I opened my eyes to a red wood cabin that matched my bed mantel. There was a stranger sitting at the bottom right of my bed. He looked a little older then me. Thick,Comfy quilts were folded neatly at the bottom of my bed and on top of me.

I was pretty sure I got in a crash on my little drive. Why am I not in a hospital?

"Oh yeah." The stranger got up and rubbed the back of his neck looking towards the open door as if the answer to his problem was coming any second.

"Oh yeah? What is that supposed to mean?!" I sat up on my pillows not sure if this was real or not.

Really oh yeah.

"You were in a car crash. Do you remember?"

Naw duh Sherlock. Tell me something I don't know like why I'm here instead of a hospital.

"Yeah, but why am I here?"

This kid isn't very smart now is he.

"Oh, this is a clinic. Of course girls like you wouldn't know that." He leaned forward a hint of a smile on his face.

I've never heard of a clinic being in the middle of the woods that looked like it belongs to Larry the lumberjack and what the heck was that supposed to mean.

"Really? are you the doctor?" That seemed to bust his humor bubble. He doubled over in laughter.

"No...I'm Bishop. I'll be back." he got out in between breaths while leaving the room in a quick stride. I could hear his foot steps walk down a set of stairs. I wasn't on the first floor of this cabin.

Maybe, this really is a clinic.

I surveyed my cabin room. There was nothing in it except a giant, black chifforobe and a matching black rug on the shiny red wood floor. I noticed a large window with a window seat to my right. Looking out the window I saw a small clearing around what must have been the clinic. I guessed this was there home and family business.

"How are you feeling? Can I get a name?" Yet another stranger said while walking in with a white coat on doctors wear in hospitals. He looked younger then I thought a doctor would. He was muscular with strawberry blond hair and stunning russet eyes. The only thing showing his age was his little bit of stubble on his face.

"Peachy and can I get one first?"

"I'm Max Bones. This is Bishop Bones." Just then I noticed Bishop had come back and was leaning on the door frame. After pointing out Bishops figure behind him, he turned back to me as if waiting for an answer.

"Actually, I feel like crap. I go by Jynx. Where am I?" I answered his previous question and asked one of my own.

"Your in Nevaeh." Bishop stepped up next to Max.

"ooookay. Where's that at?"

I've never heard of such a ridiculous name.

"Never mind that." Max glared at Bishop." You will have to take medication. I'll have a nurse come soon. I hope you feel better, I only needed some of your vitals." And with that he left, white coat flowing and all. I stared at the spot he was in until I heard Bishop move.

"Sorry, he gets a little." He stopped and spun his right finger around his head." When it comes to his patients."

"And you're here because?" I mean he wasn't the worst person to have hanging around in your recovery room with his black hair, stormy blues eyes, and tight muscles all revolving around his handsome face.