I let out a weak sigh and flutter my eyes open dramatically. The man looks at me in bewilderment and I shoot him back the same look. For a few awkward seconds we just stare at each other until I say.
"Wh-wh-what's happening?" my voice is rough, I guess I caught a cold just lying there in the snow.
"I don't know, but we found you in the dog field by our house covered in blood. Then we called an ambulance and you've been out for three days." He still looks confused.
"Three days?!" I say in disbelief.
"Well three days plus however long you were there before we found you." He corrects. I suddenly feel a wave of emotions crashing over me. This man and whoever that female voice was just saved my life, and I'm lying here questioning him.
"Thank you." I choke out, because my head had started hurting again.
"Jesus, you have no reason to thank us we only did what any other normal person would have done" he laughs.
"But you're here you didn't just call the ambulance, you actually came to see me in hospital!" I say as of a matter of fact.
"Well, if you saw someone in the state that you were in, I'm sure you would've done the same thing." he says. I really wouldn't have, not that I don't care, its just caring is a weakness. If i saw someone in the same state that i was apparently in i would dump there body outside someone's house and let them take care of it. But now I don't need to abide to my parents' rules any more, i guess jumper man could teach me a thing or to about "caring"
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The Prey
ActionI can remember when i was little that i was jealous of other kids because they had a normal life. I wanted it so badly that i forced my family away so i could be fostered into an average home. But now my past is hunting me down.
