My eyes slowly fluttered open. A bright light filled my vision. I blinked sluggishly and groaned. I was achy. And cold. Someone appeared to the left of me.
"Hey, you feeling okay?" The person asked. Their voice sounded female.
"Who are you? What happened? Where am I? And why is it so cold?" I said sharply.
"I'm Nurse Christine Palmer. You're at New York Hospital. You collapsed due to serious injuries." She replied in a calm voice.
"Why am I cold?" I repeated with a shiver.
"The hospital is always this cold." She gave me a smile that I didn't return. I studied her. She was tense and alert as if expecting something to happen. Her eyes showed a bit of nervousness.
"What do you have to tell me?" I asked her flatly.
"Pardon?" She didn't expect me to say this and struggled with what she had to say. It wasn't good news.
"Don't sugarcoat it." I rolled my eyes.
"Well, if that's the case." She took a deep breath. "Your skull is cracked in multiple places and you have a small piece of metal lodged in your brain. You also have small fractures on your legs, arms and a broken rib. You have a few deep cuts and a sprained wrist."
"And?" I said. A shocked look passed over her face.
"You shouldn't be alive. You shouldn't be able to talk to me right now or move anything." She took a deep breath and continued calmly. "You will need to have some surgeries done. First on your brain and skull. Then on your rib. After that, you will have some casts put on your lower legs and your arms."
"Wait, what?" I started to panic. "You don't need to do surgery! I can heal myself! S-"
"I'm sorry." She said as she stuck a needle in my arm. She injected the fluid. I felt drowsy.
"Wh-what was the-that for?" I said sleepily. Her eyes widened.
"That was a full dose that should have knocked you out for five hours." She whispered in a softly confused voice.
"Why would you do that you little-" I shouted but was cut off as she injected another needle in my arm. This time, I faded into darkness.
.....
I slowly started waking up.
"Steven, she's waking up again!" Someone said.
"Do two injections." A male voice said. I have knocked out again.
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Synced Insane
Fanfiction"They, they call me crazy! Th-they say I'm a, a freak!" Tears ran down my face. "They d-don't trust me! They h-hate me!" He grabbed my shaking hands in his and gave me a small smile. "They tell me that too."
