only human

Only Human Part 7

They must hate me. I mean really hate me. I'm a hormonal, emotion freak who can't get her mind in tact. I should wake up. Like right now. But, how?

****************6 months later**************

I wake in a room. Much bigger than my old one, but smaller than the usual hotel. The floors are glistening white. The walls are everything but bare. They're filled with drawings. Scribble scrabble, is what I would call it. There were shelves, none held books. There are also two double doors and one single door.

There was a knock on the single door.

"She's sleep I told you. she'll never wake up."(voice 1)

"Shut up. She will wake up." (voice 2)

What the hell? The door opened and two figures approached me.

"SHE'S UP! PEOPLE SHE'S ACTUALLY AWAKE!" (voice 1)

People all shapes and sizes came running into my room. There were mumbles and a couple of people were crying.

*groan* "where am I?" I croaked sitting up.

Nobody answered at first. Then someone busted the door in."She's awake??"

"Michael?" Damn it, if the light wasn't so bright I might have been able to see a damn thing. "Can someone turn the light down?"

There were more murmurs in the room, but nobody went to dull the lighting.

"Ugh, please somebody?" I whined.

The lighting was turned down almost immediately after I said that.

Thank god. It was only the second time I said it. Geesh.

A male figure walked to the side of my bed. "Hey girly. Time to wake up. You've been sleep for so long."

"Who are you?" I whispered. But I knew everybody in the room heard it due to the many gasps. Am I supposed to know this person?

He has he has straight brownish black hair that reaches to his shoulders, red eyes , pearly white teeth but one of his canines look broken or chipped, his nose is a little perky, and his lips are thin strips put into perfect alignment. He was a gorgeous man. But how'd he get red eyes?

"You don't remember me?" He ask, concern filling his voice.

I shook my head no. "Even though you do have a handsome voice."

I heard people in the room snicker at my comment. I feel like a joke here. "Where am I?" I asked finally.

He looked at me which seemed to take forever. "Home. And I, am your father." A slight smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

What is this? Some Darth Vader crap?

"Where's my mother? I want my mother." I looked at the door hoping that someone would bring her in.

He stared at me, "Your mother is........."