The Chosen One - Book 2

Chapter -1

This is my sequel to the first book. I hope you guys like it. It's a great twist and I promise this to be better. I just want to say that the character of Samaira, is very close to me. Every person, I believe, has two sides. Here, Samaira is the real me, with those kind of problems in society and with those fears that I actually experienced but didn't inform anybody. Basically, The real me with some spices added is Samaira.

Chapter One~~~~

My eyes just flashed open. My heart was beating loud. There was a strong throbbing at the back of my head. My vision was blurred but it didn't take me much time to realize I was in a.......... hospital bed?

Nothing seemed right. Saying I was confused would be an understatement because I was beyond it, flabbergasted, disillusioned, sick. All I remember is .......... 

Wait, what I remember can not be true. Nothing of that sort can be true. The darkness, and my death.......
that's the scene I keep on picturing, but it doesn't make sense, but then it was all so real. So true.

I see a IV channel connected to my wrist and sigh. The very next moment something took over me. It was so turmoiling. My mind couldn't stay at a place. I felt so lost to my roots. It was those moments when nothing feels right, and you just feel disgusted, irritated, but at this moment, all these feelings were against me. I was hating myself that to for no reason. Like a movie cliché I tore off the IV channel only to see there was practically no harm caused, atleast not as much as I expected.

I tried to sit but was hit by a certain wave of exhaustion. "Fuck! what is wrong with me?" My voice sounded incredibly hoarse, so I grabbed the glass of water by the table kept by my side. The water did smoothen the sides of my parched throat and I kept gulping on it like a beast but it didn't feel soothing, all my senses seemed to have gone dormant.......

"Let's do it Samaira," saying this I tried to stand up. As I expected, my legs felt like sponge. With wobbly feet and the support of my bed , I managed to stand. It felt as if I was the Aerial in Little Mermaid, who got legs for the first time and was trying to use them for good. I swear anybody who saw me like that would think of the same thing and laugh his ass out.

With what seemed like zillion times, I fell flat faced on the floor, but then , it was all so numb.I could reach for the door at last. I was free. That felt so amazing, not really.... because I was still in the hospital and wanted to get the hell out of this shitty place.

Cursing on my way, I wondered why there was practically no one in the hallway, I mean there ought to be nurses strolling around, right?

As I took a turn around the hallway, I realized where the nurses were. All the nurses were standing in a bunch and what seemed like a boy, was in the middle of their population . "Must be some famous lad..." I muttered under my breath. But then it clicked to me, I could run away, this was my opportunity!!

I went to the other side of the corridor blessing the unknown guy for creating such a distraction and tried to tip toe myself to the end, but luck had decided to be a bitch to me.... I hit a hospital stretcher which was made to stand callously. Okay, the truth is , the guy round there had piqued my interest and I wanted to see who that was because the nurses clearly were surrounding him in such a way that it even made ME claustrophobic.

So.... They all turned to me, with faces completely blank, I mean did they even know who I was?

Wait,....... That didn't even matter!