*Chapter 09|Bullet*

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Bianca's P.O.V

I'M FLOATING IN DARKNESS.

It feels like I'm falling but I can't tell. I can't feel air hitting my skin from underneath me like I should, I'm just floating in nothing but an endless sky of darkness.

The air was still and quiet, I tried to search for support with my shaking hands, my eyes were wide open in fear and my heart was beating erratically. I was about to let out a call but heard a voice.

"Wake up," the voice echoed.

"Wake up Bianca."

I didn't know where it came from, the thought made goosebumps rise on my arms and I shivered.

"Bianca wake up. Please." It sounded desperate.

I wanted to wake up, I didn't want to hurt anyone, I wanted to peel my eyes open and tell the person I'm okay.

But aren't my eyes already open?

If eyes are open then all I see is darkness. I reached for my face but was left with an air of smoke. A shriek escaped my lips.

After taking a deep calming breath I reached for it again but it's the same.

I didn't know where I was or what was going on. I was in my body, I knew I had it. But why can't I feel it?

Suddenly the darkness around me turned into hue of pink, red and orange. It looked like eyelids that slowly opened to bright light.

"Guys! I think she's waking up. Call the nurse!"

I squinted my eyes as I tried to adjust into the suddenly bright light.

"Bianca! I'm so happy you're alright!"

I couldn't breathe. It was like air was being squeezed out of me. Literally.

I felt my hands being squashed to my sides and let out a breath of relief. I can feel. I looked down to see the cause of my breathlessness and found Caleb squeezing the life out of my body.

"C-Ca- I can't- Get the hell off me!"

His head shot up and he immediately let go of me. I let out a sigh and controlled my breathing. "Are you insane?!" I snapped at him with a glare. "You don't do that to a sleeping person, you wakadoodle!"

He grinned.

"I missed you too Bianca."

I rolled my eyes just as I heard a door open. Antonio and woman I didn't recognize walked in. The woman looked in her late thirties and had a tight bun fixed on her head. She wore a royal blue short sleeve shirt and loose matching trousers. She gave me a warm smile.

I ignored her and looked around me. I do not know who she is, nor do I remember what happened, but someone please tell me I'm in a hospital or I'm just gonna loose it.

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