ALONE

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When his eyes opened, he was in a hospital bed, his wrists handcuffed with at least six inches of chain for each wrist. Turning his head he took in the room, before croaking out, "Hello?"

Shortly after a nurse walked in, clipboard in hand, "You're awake." She stated curtly, putting something down on her clipboard, "Any pains you're feeling? Light headed?"

"No... Well my stomach hurts." He looked at his stomach and realized there was a large bandage over it, a small red stain in the middle of it.

"Good, good. Anyone you'd like to inform of your current status?"

"Um..." Kian's brain still felt a little fuzzy as he squinted slightly, thinking, "Yeah... My brother and my girlfriend."

"Okay can I get a number for your girlfriend?" She waited, looking at Kian expectantly.

"You guys don't have it? I thought I put her as an emergency contact..."

"You did," She looked at Kian, "She hung up on us when we tried to call her. When we tried to call again, her number was deactivated."

Kian's heart sunk when he heard this, swallowing hard, "What about my brother?"

She shook her head silently, pursing her lips.

"Well okay I guess... When do I get out of here?"

With another look at her clipboard she shrugged, "About a week. You've shown a really good resistance to the infection."

"Infection?" Kian looked at her confused.

"Well the weapon used had fecal matter on it, likely to ensure an infection. Which it did, but your body fought the infection very effectively."

Kian sighed as he looked at her and then at his hands, "Thanks. That's all from me."

She nodded and then walked out.

"Fuck."

Never in his life had Kian felt more alone.

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A little sad huh? I know I didn't like writing it either.

Next two updates tomorrow will be interesting ;)

~Jake

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