CH.15 "forming"

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you were laying in the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling in the dark room. Listening to the quiet beeping and other various things. Kind of thinking about everything that had happened in the week. It was calm and quiet, and the breeze of the wind was soft. You were alone, and you couldn't close your eyes as you were scared of what could be lurking. You told BEN but he just sighed and handed you a switchblade. You sighed softly, your fingers touching the cold metal at the memory of him handing it to you and walking out the room. Closing your eyes you dwelled more on the memory.

- flashback

"We'll get through this." you said. BEN smiled and nodded, his eyes never leaving your form. You looked at the window, seeing the dark night. You frowned and looked at BEN. His eyebrows now furrowed at the unhappy look on your face. "I'm scared." you whispered, your voice shaking. BEN grabbed onto your hand and sighed, looking into your (e/c) pools. "There's nothing to be scared of. You're safe." he smiled, trying to give you a sense of assurance but it was ineffective. You cried out, alerting him. "What if that guy comes back? I could die." you squeezed his hand. "You won't die, (y/n)." he said calmly, eyes half lidded. "I'll take care if it." he suddenly stood up from the chair next to your bed, slipping a gleaming and cold object into your hand. Leaning down and pecking your lips. "I'll be back but in case of trouble, protect yourself." he walked away before you could protest. You sighed, looking at the switchblade. But putting it under your pillow as a nurse walked in to check up on you.

- now

Your eyes were still closed but your thumb went up and down the sharp object, you weren't pressing hard enough to cut the skin. But incase the hooded guy came back with his dumb cut cheeks you would be able to strike at him. You turned over, facing the window. Staring out into the darkness, searching for a sign of the pale skin or white hood, never finding it. but that was supposedly a good thing. You closed your eyes, finally relaxing and feeling secure.. Up until a cloth drenched in chloroform was slapped onto your mouth. Making you go fast asleep due to the thick and heavy fumes.

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