Everything Was A Lie

Waking Up

I wake up again this time I stay awake. I see a white ceiling and my shoulder and leg is numb. I move my head and look around. My neck is sore and a man probably 2 or 3 years older then me steps in. "Mam?" He whispers like I'll punch him for talking to me. "Hi I'm Richard, I was sent by our King to talk to you. When you're able to move you'll be able to see and meet him. But for now I can't tell you anymore. I should probably grab a doctor now that you're finally awake." He says. "Finally?" I ask. My voice sounds low and scratchy. "Yeah well you see, we found you in a car with 2 gun wounds. You were unconscious when we found you and the wounds were scabbing over and it takes 2 days to do that with a wound like that. Then you were in and out. For about I wanna say.... a week." He says. "No one knows or got your name so we've been calling you Nameless." He adds grinning from ear to ear. I return the smile and he walks to the door.... Soon a doctor walks in with a clipboard and a lab coat. "Good morning Nameless. I need to ask a few questions and then you may rest or talk to Richard one." He says. I nod and get ready to answer the questions.
"How old are you?"
"24."
"What's your pain level on a scale of 1-10?"
"3."
"Were you a sickly child?"
"Until I was 5 I kept ear infections and I eventually winded up with the influenza."
"Name?" He asks finishing.
I stay silent.
"Can we stick with Nameless?" I ask.
He nods before leaving. Once he leaves Richard looks at me.
"We weighed you why you were asleep and you only weigh 92.9 pounds." He says.
"That's okay I guess. I mean you saved my life. My prayers were answered." I say.
"You're religious." He states shocked and then smiles.
"Only a few of those left." He says.
Me and Richard talk for hours and get to know each other. He was married before the apocalypse but she died of lung infection and she was pregnant and it killed the baby. It plunged him into a deep state of depression and he wanted to die. He said seeing the world go to shit gave him the boost he needed. He picked up gun practice and learned to fight and fell in love again and her names Alyssa. She's blonde,tall,has cute dimples and apparently his everything. I never told him my name. But I did tell him. I grew up in a foster home with 37 other kids until I was 10 and how they all adored me and sobbed when I was adopted by a sweet couple named the Smiths. I told him that my parents were killed in a fire when I was 3 months and my godparents gave me to that Orphanage. The Smiths said I had a big imagination and that I should write stories and draw to express myself. I told him how the Smiths had bought me a horse for my 13th birthday and about how being an only girl in the Smiths household. I was just another one of the boys and hung out with guys cause it was less drama.
"I should be going it's getting dark and you need sleep before tomorrow in case you meet the King." He says and I slip back under the cover and close my eyes.