Secrets..

Jealousy

So I really do realise that I have updated this story in literally forever, at first I just couldn’t think of anything to write and whenever I wrote something down it just didn’t feel right. I thought that if I left the story for a while it would hopefully just come naturally when I came back to it.

And then after a while I kind of forgot about it.

Until a couple of days ago when thank goodness my friend Taylor updated one of her stories and that motivated me to update this story, so you’ve got her to thank for it.

So thanks Taylor and I hope that this update is okay for you all and I would love to hear your thoughts about it down below.

Em x

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‘HELP, HELP!! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP US!!’ That was the last thing I remember shouting before I blacked out. I was tired from the shifting and then carrying both Tom and Mar into the hospital. I was exhausted and the pain of carrying two people was overwhelming.

I don’t remember anything that happened after we entered the hospital. I wander if anyone did help us? I could hear a soft shuffling from beside me, and tried to open my eyes to see what it was. My eyes wouldn’t open though and my throat was too dry to talk. I tried to move my hands to capture the attention of anyone that was near me. My arms felt heavy but I managed to lift them slightly, enough for someone to notice, I hoped. I could feel someone rush to my side and I heard someone whisper my name. I didn’t recognise the voice but something about it seemed familiar and comforting.

I tried my best to move my hands, making an action of drinking from a cup so that someone would pass me some water. Luckily however was beside me understood and put a glass of something up against my lips. They were too dry to part but somehow the person managed to get something cool down my throat. I felt much better and managed to get out a whisper.

“Why can’t I open my eyes” I asked the person beside me, still unknowing of who they were.

“What do you mean?” They asked with a worried tone. Oh that didn’t help at all. What if there was something wrong with me? What if I was never going to see again?  I started panicking; not knowing whether I would see again was something that shook me to the core.

The person beside me stood up and I could hear them walk around. It went silent after a few moments and I suspected the person had left the room. I began to feel lonely and then questioned where I actually was. I hadn’t thought of the fact that I was last on the hospital floor and now I think I’m on a bed of some sort. Well it was soft and comfortable any way.

There were noises surrounding me once more and then a kind and soft spoken voice sounded out.

“Hello sweetie, my name is Nurse Marie and I’m just going to run a couple tests to check if you’re alright” the sweet voice was comforting but the panic about not being able to see was still there and the fact that I didn’t know where I was either didn’t help.

“Excuse me Miss but where am I? And why can’t I open my eyes?” I asked in my hoarse voice.

“Don’t worry about a thing you’re in hospital right now so you’re safe and sound and your body is just trying to repair its self that is the only reason you can’t open your eyes quite yet. You’ll probably be able to see in the next couple of hours though” The nurse kindly explained to me.

The nurse soon after took some blood and then left, telling me she has to go and check if everything was right with my body.  I could still feel a presence in the room and it was very overpowering. It made me wonder who it was.