Andrea P.O.V.
I woke up in this unfamiliar room with dimmed lighting. I had a headache and my body was aching. I looked around the room to find out where I was. I looked down at my arm and I saw iv's in it. I felt some cold air on my legs so I looked at what I was wearing. I was wearing a hospital gown. I was in a hospital but I don't know why. I sat up on the side of the hospital bed facing the door deep in thought. I was snapped outta my thoughts when the door opened.
"Hello Ms. Martinez, my name is Dr. Wilson, how are you feeling ?" a tall brown skinned male doctor about 6''4 said
"Good, why am I here? " I asked kinda scared of the answer
"You were injected with sleeping medicine and we wanted to make sure you were fine after all that's happened. "
Injected with sleeping medicine? All that's happened? I thought to myself. I need more answers.
"What you mean all that's happened? " I asked frowning because I don't remember shit..
"You don't remember anything? " Dr. Wilson asked curious
"If I did would I be asking you?" I said getting annoyed. I just wanted a simple answer not that extra shit..
"You were on the scene of a crime and you hurt someone very badly. "
When he said that all my memories came back to me from earlier.
*flashback*
I was coming home from school on the bus and I saw police ,ambulance , fire fighters, and spot of people outside my apartment building.
I heard somebody say they had a body bag , that's when I pushed through the crowd telling people to get out the way. I saw Darrel looking at the body bag being placed in the back of the ambulance with no emotion on his face. He smirked at me when he saw me.
I blacked out and beat the fuck out of Darrel. I was pulled off of him by 3 officers then put into the back of a ambulance and stuck with a needle.
*flashback over*
Now I know why I'm here. smh. My facial expression turned to confused to pissed off to hurt. I didn't know how to feel.
" Ms. Martinez are you ok? Do you have any more questions? "
"Yea, who was in the body bag? " I said choking over my words with tears that I didn't even know came out.
Dr. Wilson hesitated for a second. His facial expression changed from all calm to sad. I think I know the answer to my question…
"I'm very sorry for your loss… your mother was in that body bag. " he said looking into my eyes
My gut NEVER fails me. I sat on that hospital bed numb to everything. The only person I truly loved and cared about. my bestfriend .my rock. Was taken out of my life with a snap of a finger.
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