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When I finally come to, the halucinations are gone and the burning has stopped, but I have a strange feeling in my gut. Something is seriously wrong.

I try to open my eyes to see where I am, but I can't. This time not because I don't have the energy, but because something is stopping me. I get a gut wrenching feeling. A feeling of nausea slowly creeps over me.

I want to yell out, but something stops me. Oh my god, there's a gag in my mouth. I was so worried about not being able to open my eyes that I missed it. My head feels numb and heavy, and panic slowly begins to take over my body when I try to call out and fail miserably.

I feel completely numb, but completely in pain all at the same time.

I reach to touch my face. I want to remove the gag and open my eyes. I can't, my arms are restrained. Any sense of calm that I previously had went straight out the window. This is so cliché it should be in a book. I can feel the tears welling up underneath my eyelids unable to escape. I'm dreaming right? It's just a dream? I yank my wrists up in attempts to break free and feel the cold metal slice deep into my wrists. Not a dream.

The pain all rushes back. My head pounds, my lips cracked from lack of water, and my throat dry. My fresh cuts throb, and my entire body aches. I fight to control the urge to throw up, if I do, I'll most likely choke on it.

I attempt to calm my rapid breathing. I take a minute to take in what I can of my surroundings. Dressed in nothing but what feels like a scratchy hospital gown, I shiver. There's a warm breeze coming from across the room, but it does nothing to prevent the coldness I feel building in my stomach,or the goosebumps covering me exposed skin.

I'm obviously in some type of hospital, but why? I tremble, I can't remember what happened. My breathing gets heavy as the realization of my situation sets in. I'm trapped, no one knows where I am.

I try to remember where my family is. I can't. Maybe they brought me here. Do I have a family?

My thoughts spiral in thousands of branches of 'what ifs'.

The door creeks open and I hold still trying to control my trembling.

"She's still out."

"Poor thing. Her brother just woke up not that long ago. He remembers her. I think they took him down to the briefing room."

"I feel bad that we had to restrain her like that, if she wakes before we remove everything she's probably going to freak."

There is a moment of silence between the two that lasts an eternity. I feel their stares. Finally, the older sounding woman breaks it.

"These kids are different than any of the others we've brought in..."

Their conversation continues as the flood gates containing my memories burst open. Mom, dad, brother, trip, burundi, car, blood. I gasp as everything comes back, and my back arches when the memories cause my head to explode in a new wave of fresh pain. All I see is red. I can't breathe. Hyperventilating.

The two nurses startle at the sudden movement. The room turns to chaos as the women struggle with both medical equipment and shutting me up.

Moments later about five other people enter the room, and I feel myself being rushed away. I try to focus in on some of the conversations, but its hard to hear over the blood rushing in my ears. All are too muffled for me to catch anything anyways.

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When they finally remove the gag from my mouth and the tape from my eyes, I find myself in a small light gray room. There is a door to my left, and the only furniture consists of two chairs on either side of a small black table.

I'm alone. I slowly stand, afraid that too much movement would return the pounding in my head. I feel sore, and my wrists are bandaged, but I guess I'm alright. The door is locked. I pound on it and attempt to yell out, but my throat is far too dry, and I can't remember the last time I had water.

I'm pretty sure I have a mini panic attack, but my brain went a little fuzzy so I cant really tell what  just happened to me. I stand from the floor in front of the doorway, and feel my legs wobble a little bit. Yup I definitely had a panic attack. After I regain my composure, I scan the room for possible outlets, or things to unlock the door, or anything to get me out of this goddamn room.

Finding no way out, I have no choice left but to sit, and wait.

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