Cosmic Killer

I'll protect you, Baby

    I winced at the blinding fluorescent light shining at me in the room. The rectangle shaped tubes hanging from the ceiling gave off a little hum, which was strangely soothing. I felt gross, like I'd thrown up. I blinked a few times and tried rub my eyes.

"She's awake!"

What

When I tried to get my fingers to move everything tingled. I flared my nostrils and tried again. More tingling. I raised my chin to get a better look at my hands and... they were all wrapped up?

"Hello." A doctor was sat in a plastic orange chair beside my bed. He had long scraggly brown hair swept up in a man bun. "You've had a long night, and you probably need rest, but We need you to tell us your name."

I blinked, and stared blankly at the man's deep brown eyes. why does he need to know? I've known him for like 20 seconds?? I, regardless, told him though " Cosmia" I uttered pursing my lips. My name echoed through the room and left a bitter taste on my tongue. "Where's Gwen and Lex." I softly spoke. 

Dr. Man Bun seemed to jump at my name, but overall ignored me. "Miss Cosmia, we have to do some tests now that you're awake, and we did do some while you were asleep too."

I rolled my eyes and picked at a loose stitch on the bed. "Oh BOY" I sarcastically exclaimed.

Dr. Man Bun flipped a paper and began reading a list "And we must inform you that you have broken your arm in 4 places, fractured your other wrist, hyper-extended your knee, along with the same knee being fractured, and..." the doctor furrowed his brows at the last one. "You are also..." he looked up at me with an innocent smile. "Pregnant! Congratulations."

I felt a lump in my throat and my face lit up with shock. My heart pounded and rattled in my rib cage as I just stared in panic. Everything moved in slow motion. Dr. Man Bun's smile slowly faded as he realized this was not happy news. I heard ringing in my ears and just kept repeating those words in my head. "Pregnant! Congratulations. Congratulations. Congadu-"

"Dr. Garcia?" my thoughts were broken by a swelled lipped, blonde haired nurse who seemed to fancy doctor Garcia. "we're ready for your 2 o'clock surgery." he said in a dry tone, flicking hair from his face.

Dr. Garcia nodded and waved him away, while asking if I needed anything. I said no, and he rose from the chair and gave a grimace. "Take care, future mom."

I exhaled powerfully and slumped into my blankets. The only sound was the harsh beeping from the monitor and that same soothing hum from the dancing bulbs above. I glanced at my wrists and gave my fingers a slight wiggle. There was still some odd thrilling sensation coursing through my veins, but it felt.. okay. It didn't hurt. I cautiously elevated my hand and set in on my stomach. I ran my fingers, ever so softly, over the skin.

 It's gonna be okay.  I said to myself. I inhaled. "We... are gonna be okay."  even the steady stream of liquid trickling down my face seemed to help as I faintly grinned and slightly nodded my head. "Okay." I muttered again in an almost inaudible whisper. 

Another drop rolled off my chin as I took in a breath of air and closed my eyes. The voices stopped. Things were okay. "I'll protect you, baby." I wistfully laughed. My cheeks felt underused as I did so, like I hadn't really smiled for real in a long while. But hings were going to be different now. But different is okay