Hell's Asylum

Short day for me

     I woke up, I was still so tired. I didn't bother opening my eyes,  am not entirely sure I want to know where I am. I listened closely, I heard someone else's breathing, a beeping sound. I tried moving my arms. My right arm moved fine, moving my left sent a spring of pain from my hand to my shoulder. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes. I saw a white ceiling. I looked to my left, a monitor showing my heartbeat, breathing rate and something else beeped steadily. I shifted my head to look to my right. Jase sat in a chair next to my bed. Jase is my boyfriend, he was taller than me. His skin tone was an olive like color, his hair was short and brown with faded red through the middle. He just wore his usual black shirt, jeans and leather jacket. Seeing him sleeping there made me happy, he stayed here for so long he fell asleep. I noticed the curtains were closed. I really wish they were open, I haven't seen the outside in a while, the outside I did see wasn't great. I remembered Celeste. I sat up quickly right as the door opened with a slight suction sound. "Miss young, you're up?" A tall, slender nurse with blonde hair and purple scrubs stood in the doorway. I nodded. How was I going to ask to see Celeste. "Well, I know you need rest but someone has been asking to talk to you." Please god be Celeste. "Would you like them to come in?" She glanced at the sleeping Jase. I nodded. If it wasn't Celeste I swear to god I would defy biology and fucking scream. She nodded and left the room, closing the door behind her. "Summer" The voice was quiet, and tired sounding. I turned to Jase. He was not sitting up in his chair. "You're up" He smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. Now that his eyes were open I could see them, they were their usual brown. They were also slightly red. I felt like a knife was stabbed into my heart, everyone I have seen so far since I got kidnapped has cried over me. A.K.A  Jase and Celeste, but still. He scooted the chair closer to me and took my hand. "I thought I wouldn't see you again. You were out for three days." His voice cracked. I wish I could apologize or something, I felt so bad. I even felt like crying, and I never cried in front of people. "It's okay, Celeste told us everything. Well I hope it was everything. That creep, Mitchell I think it was. He's in jail now, under maximum security and that Doc guy, he got shot. Declared him dead on the spot." I remember that, I watched him fall. I remember about the twins and Izic and Marcus. I did my best to not cry at this point. What the hell was wrong with those four to make them have to die. I wonder what happened to Jax. Every story was accounted for accept his and Celeste's for the most part.I knew she was alive, that was about it.

     Jase's phone rang. He knew it went off but didn't move. I nodded towards the window. It was probably someone asking where he was. He hesitantly nodded and stood. He pulled his phone out and answered it, I didn't bother listening, wasn't my business. He hung up and came back over to me. "I'm sorry." I knew he had to leave just by those two words. "I have to go." He didn't sound like he wanted to go though. I nodded and put my hand on his shoulder. "Please, feel better." He lifted my hand off his shoulder and kissed it before grabbing his jacket. I watched as he left. I sat looking around, two chairs, one by me the other by the window. On the chair by the window had a stack of clothes, I think it was sweats and a grey shirt. I looked in front of me, a TV mounted on the wall, it was off. The suction sound of the door broke my concentration. I watched as Celeste slipped in, shutting the door quietly. She didn't look hurt, thank god. She turned towards me, her eyes were red as well, but much worse. She practically ran to me and hugged me. I used my right arm to hug her back, leaving my left arm to sit limply by my side. She moved away and rounded my bed to sit in the chair. "The doctor said you hit your arm pretty hard, but nothing is broken so you will be better soon." Her voice was kind of weak, like she had been screaming for hours. "Why?" I watched her eyes tear up. "Why would you do that." I couldn't tell if she was asking me, or if she already knew the answer. "You took all the bullets for me, for Marcus, Izic and the twins. Just because you can be the hero doesn't mean you have to." She looked down to avoid eye contact, I don't know if she was hiding the fact that she was crying or she was truly angry. I didn't know what to do. How do I tell her that I risked my own life those several times because even though I do have people that cared for me, I refused to live while people I could have saved died. My heart skipped a beat. I lived, when the twins, Marcus and Izic died, for me and Celeste.

     "I know you can't answer." Celeste gently sobbed, barely loud enough to hear. "I know you wanted me out. Even if it meant your life. That's just how you are." She looked up at me, tears dripped gently down her face. I smiled at her, even though the two of us made it. The others didn't, and that wasn't worth smiling about. I heard the door again, the nurse stood in the doorway. "Miss Woods, Summer needs her rest." I looked back at Celeste who stood, leaned close to me and wrapped her arms around me. "I will back as soon as I can Summer, promise." I watched as she slowly walked out the door. "Please Miss young, get some rest." She flipped the light switch and shut the door. It wasn't that dark, I could still see fine. I stared at the curtains, grey and dull. I wonder how my family is, I hadn't seen them today, I hope they come soon. I couldn't stop them now. The tears began to stream down my face as I stared at those curtains, every pain I had, physical and emotional hit me all at once. I laid back down still staring at the curtains and let the tears flow. No reason to stop them, I had every reason to cry. I don't know how long I stared at the curtains but eventually I drifted off into sleep.