I'm back, for now. I still haven't decided if I'm going to post once a week now for this story or continue with regular schedule, but do expect some sort of update to the story at the very least once a week.
-Chris
When I finally came to
It was bright
There was a bright light above me
And I was sure
I was sure that I was dying
Or dead
Finally I thought
But I was wrong
Because I soon adjusted to the light
Only to find it be a ceiling light
Lighting up the room
I closed my eyes and sighed for a moment
Disappointed
Hopeless
Where was I?
The questions suddenly popped into my head
I opened my eyes faster
And looked around
It didn't take long to figure it out
The IV drip
The heart monitor
The Doctor smell
The overly cleaned room
The blue and white everywhere
I was in a hospital
And my only thought was
"Where's Tarron?"
I searched around my bed
In search for that one remote
Until I finally found it
The remote with the red button that said, "Call"
I pushed it multiple times
Quickly breathing as I did so
I just kept clicking it
The noise filling the air
Until the door came crashing open
With Doctor's and worried looks
Even though I saw them rush in
I continued to click the button
I don't know why
I just felt like I needed help
And that button would help me
But I was in search for a different type of help
"Hey, hey, hey. Calm down. Shh." One of the male doctors told me
He and a female doctor were checking my vitals
All the machines
And all my stats
I couldn't help but watch
The panic still flowing over me
He continued to check on me
And calm me down
Both working quickly
He soon focused his attention on me
"Alright, can you tell me your name?" He asked
"Nate...Miller..." I said
My mouth wide open
So were my eyes
"Good, good. Can you tell me what year it is, Nate?" The Doctor asked
"2018..." I reply quietly
I start to dart my eyes around the room
No longer paying attention to his facial expressions
They're not as helpful
"Good, Nate can you tell me where you are?" He asked me
"In a Hospital." I said
He considered my answer suitable
He nodded to the female Nurse
And the both shared a glance
I took my chances
"Where's my brother? I wanna know where my brother is." I said quickly
"Tarron?" He asked and I nodded, "He's fine. Don't worry. He wasn't injured."
"Where is he? Where did you put him?" I ask once again
The two share glances again
As if they're asking each other what I should know
And what's too soon
The both turn to me
Giving my a sympathetic look
And delay on the answer to my question
I'm good at delaying things
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The Safe House | TFIL
FanfictionNate had lived an unusual life. Keeping most of it a secret. He needs someone to save him. Will the comfort of his next door neighbors be enough to get him out of his little rut? Or will it be too late?
