Nicotine: the sequel to 'The Ballad Of Brallon'

The hold

Brendons pov:

I run out of the visitation room and slam the door behind me. The CNAs try to calm me down and ask what's wrong. I flip a table and throw some chairs. The CNAs grab me to do a take down. When I see Dallon walk out of the room I scream at him, "I was by your side every day you were in the hospital! Even though it scared me and was killing me inside to see you like that I stayed! You can't do this to me Dal!" I cry. 

I hear the sound of an alarm going off over my head calling any available staff to help take me down. As I'm being surrounded by more and more people I watch as Dallon is escorted off of the unit.

The staff take my legs out from under me and hold me to the ground. There's at least one or two people holding down every limb of my body. I try to wiggle free but I can't move. I'm facing the ground screaming and crying. The CNAs ask to have the nurse get 'The shot'. Oh fuck no! I can't let them do this. I continue trying to get out of their hold. The more I wiggle the tighter their grips get.

I here some that I can't see tell me to stop moving around. "The less you fight, the less this will hurt," I hear him say, assuming it was a guy and not a girl with a really low voice. The staff use their free hands to pulls down my pants just enough to get the shot. I scream and fight it. It hurts like a son of a bitch. I tell myself I'm not going to fall asleep. I fights hard as I can not to give in to the shot. I hear them ask to get another one.

A couple minutes later the nurse gives me the same talk. The more I struggle, the more it will hurt. I don't listen to him again. Trying to kick and scream. Suddenly parts of my body start going numb. My eyes start racing back and forth. I remind myself over and over again that I'm still awake.

.......

I wake up in the restraints room again strapped down to the bed I was in for two whole weeks. I'm never getting out of this place.