The Cure

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Spencer's POV

When I woke up I was in a room that looked like a hospital. I was hooked up with IV's and different fluids, and there were a couple bags of blood beside me on the operating tools tray. Oh my god. Why are there operating tools beside me?!

I am now freakin out. I laid m head back feeling lightheaded. I tried to move, but I couldn't. I was strapped down. I tried to scream for help, it I couldn't. I couldn't talk. I looked around the room. I tried to remember if I have ever been here before.

I have.

I started feeling a sharp pain in my right leg. I raised my leg as far up as I could. It was in a black cast.

Ugh.

Seriously. Why black?

Somebody came in wearing an all royal blue longsleve shirt and leggings. It was Kali. She had something behind her back. This is seriously starting to scare me.

"Finally. It's about time you woke up." She said.

0"But seriously. Here is the plan. Once your little uncle is cured and fully recovered, which will be next Monday. (Today is Thursday.) You will get your cast off Saturday morning at 8:00."she said.

"After that Jennifer is forcing me to let you sleep and recover a little bit in your sleep. Then one of our private nurses, Macy. She will take you to your physical therapy for you to recover. You will wake up at 8:30 AM everyday and on Monday you will leave physical therapy to go to a huge practice field/arena to practice your, new, skills out."

"Understand?"

"New skills?" I asked.

"Yes. Your new skills. Macy has to puta metal plate in your knee so that you can walk again. That is why your leg is in a cast. Jennifer broke it when Aiden and I took your grandfather to Macy. He is in our private ICU. We have other doctors and nurses working on him until Sunday. He will sleep all day Monday. Any more questions?" She asked.

Kali's POV

"Okay. So what is the question?" I asked.

"Who is behind you?" He said.

"Huh?" I turned around to Jennifer holding a knife in my shoulder.

She pulled the knife out and I fell to the ground. She was laughing devilishly.

"Why Jennifer? Why?"

I could feel myself dying inside.

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