Part Eight.... Leah's Surgery From Hell.... part two
Leah's P.O.V.....
The room went completely dark, or that could of just been me getting knocked out. Whatever it was i was in pain no matter what. A sharp piercing could be felt on my chest area. I screamed out in pain and irritation.
The sound of cussing was heard and i cringed at the disrespectful, rude words. But it was lived sort as I felt a liquid dripping down my chest. The pain was in discribable. No matter how much i strained i couldnt get my eyes to ajust to the darkness of the room. I had to see what was going out.
My breath hitched in my throat as i gasped for breath, It was a struggle, I couldn't breathe. I began to panic, I wasnt one for panic attacks but under these circumstances I couldn't blame myself. Lights above me buzzed on and i screamed at the scene playing out above me.
A mirror was mounted on the roof so I seen every single thing going on. I felt completely sick. A clown about 5 foot tall was hovering over me using sharp instruments on my chest, a stciky gooey red blood covered my upper area, and strewn out on the table beside him was blood covered instruments. The horrifying thing was it was my blood that coated them.
Still screaming in pain I began to toss and turn unsteadily. I screamed and Screamed until my breath hitched in my throat and i could no longer gasp for oxygen. Everything went fuzzy before complete darkness took over my body and i fell limp.
Lightness seaped through my eyelids as I gradually gained contiousness. I was placed on someones chest. I screamed but my mouth got firmly covered by a warm hand.
"shhhhh", the voice calmed me down.
i sighed in relief, "Sam, they hurt me" an instant pain was felt in my chest when I adjusted myself to sit out. I cried in ajitation.
"they hurt me to", he explained how he was in a closing room and he only just escaped.
"a-a-a clown he-he cussed at me, then grabbed me and-and done this", I pointed at my chest.
"I know", i scrunched up my eyebrows in confusion. "they placed televisions in each of our rooms so we had to watch every single thing you went through"
A tear slipped out of me eye..... "what next?" i asked Sam.
He replied with something I wished he didn't say, "well...."
(cliffhanger, sorry i typed this while pestering The Vamps on twitter #thevampsatmidnight. okay vote and comment for a quicker update)x
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Nightmares
Teen FictionNightmares are supposed to be forgotten. Put to the back of your mind and just forgotten. Somewhere is everyone's forgotten nightmares bottled up for one day. One day when you find them..... And have to live in something you have forgotten...