Thorns (An Offenderman Fanfic) Book #2

Chapter Eighteen

Ruby's Pov.

I was tired. So, so tired...

I didn't want to suffer anymore. I had enough with this pain. All these horrible memories I had to relive. All these torturous things they did to me. Was I alive? Was I dead? I didn't know. I didn't know anymore.

I plopped my head into my hands. It was no use wishing to fall asleep. After that memory, I didn't think I'd actually rest.

It was obvious the last part of my memory wasn't true. Ella and her little squad never plucked my eyes out. But still...

I didn't like it. I didn't like this place. In fact, I didn't want to be here anymore.

Keep it together, Ruby.

I had to be strong. It was hard being strong, though. You can't always be tough and be fine. Eventually, you get weak enough to the point where you finally break.

Why was I here again..?

Oh. Right. I was in a coma.

I stood up, and for some reason, started pacing around.

Was there a way to get out of here? I couldn't attempt suicide. I already tried that.

Was that it? Yeah. That was it. There was nothing else. I stopped pacing and sat on the cold floor.

I didn't have anything. There was nothing that could get me out.

A funny thought ran through my head.

I could call for help.

Of course! Why didn't I think of that before?!

Putting both hands over my mouth, I shouted loudly, "CAN SOMEONE HELP ME?"

Seconds passed. No answer.

I sighed. I was slowly going insane. I had to calm down and keep it together.

"If there's anyone who can help me, I'd really, really appreciate it," I said out loud, hoping that I'd get a response.

Still no answer. Was I really this stupid?

There was only one in a million chances that I'd get a response. This was not-

"...Hope... Desire..." A small, quiet voice echoed.

What..?

Someone... actually.. replied..?

"Could you.. repeat that?" I asked tentatively.

Silence.

"Please!"

More silence.

"LOOK, I JUST WANT TO GO BACK, OKAY?" I yelled with frustration.

"I just.. I just want to go home.."

Tears threatened to fall from my eyes, and I closed them, trying to prevent myself from crying. I was not going to cry. I was not going to cry.

Reopening my eyes, I found myself somewhere else. It was a place I didn't recognize.

It was beautiful.