Benders: Book One

Chapter Twelve

Rae POV

      I had decided to make my way back to the hospital, I was still mad but I really needed to see Isaac. I pulled into the parking lot and just as I was about to get out of the car my body constricted and there was a sharp, excruciating pain in my head.  I opened my mouth to scream but no sound came out. Then just as soon as it came, it was gone, I left out a gasp clutching my head, "What the hell?" I got out of the car when I felt stable enough, walking into the hospital I saw Uncle Peter, when he saw me he sighed and set his clipboard down, uh oh, I knew that face. "Landon told you didn't he?" He nodded, I sighed in frustration, "I swear to god I'm going to kick his ass."  

      I could tell a long talk was coming so I said, "Look we can talk, but I need to talk to Isaac first, I've waited long enough." 

       I stopped outside of his room seeing Landon sitting on the couch, they were both fixated on the lacrosse game playing on the TV. I walked in and picked up the remote turning it off, they both turned their heads towards me Landon standing up, "Rae-" I raised my hand cutting him off, "I have nothing to say to you right now." He lingered for a moment before leaving.

       "Geez, what the hell did I miss?" Isaac asked.

        I pulled up a chair next to the bed, "Don't ask." He chuckled, I looked down for a moment before asking, "Why did you go after them?" 

       His face dropped at the question and he turned away from me, "They were at the house looking for you, I couldn't just let them come after you." 

     "They're always going to be after me, and you, and Landon, and Peter, and Nolan, all of us. That's just how it is, that's our life." I said, tears threatening to spill out of my eyes. 

       "What else was I supposed to do?" He asked, finally looking at me. 

      "Wait for us," I frowned, "we do this together, the four of us." He looked down.

      "And not making me use all of my gas." I said lightening the mood. 

      He smiled, "Being serious isn't for us is it?"

       I laughed, "No it's not, I hate it." He held his arms out, I crawled onto the bed and hugged him. 

      "Wait for us next time yeah?" I said, he nodded.

                                                                                               *~*

      When I awoke I was in the bed by myself, no sign of Isaac, the sun was glaring through the window so I went to shut the curtain. When I tried to get up, I was pulled back, my hands were restrained and so was my feet. I started panicking, this couldn't be happening, not again. What I thought was the sun was the harsh overhead light, brightening the room. 

     The room.

     There was no windows and a large door was tucked away in the far corner of the room. "Hey!" I yelled. I was desperately trying to free myself. I heard the door open and Uncle Peter walked in,  "What the hell is going on?" I shouted. He calmly walked towards me shining a light in my eyes, I jerked away from him. 

    "What are you doing?" He took a step back.

     "Can you tell me who I am?" He asked.

      "What?" I asked. 

      "Can you tell me who I am?" He repeated.

      "Peter." I said with an annoyed tone.

      "Do you know who you are?" He then asked.

      "Are you fucking kidding me right now?" I asked in shock and anger. He just looked at me.

      "Ramona Quinn Sharpe." I stated with annoyance.

      "What's the last thing you remember?"

      "I was talking to Isaac." I said, still trying to get my hands free. He put his hands on top of mine stopping them from moving. 

      "Get me out of this now, this is fucking insane!" I shouted.  

      "So you don't remember trying to kill your brother?"

                                                                                                *~* 

     It was a few hours after Uncle Peter told me that I had apparently tried to smother Isaac and attack Landon. Isaac was thankfully okay, but I wasn't. Currently I was halfway through an MRI scan, still restrained. I begged Uncle Peter to take them off, but he said he couldn't until he was for sure that I was safe to be without them.  I was furious, angry that they didn't believe me, Nolan was the only one, he knew that I truthfully had no idea of last night's occurrences. Uncle Peter's voice came over the speaker, "All done." I felt the table slide back out, he walked into the room and started untying the restraints around me hands and ankles. I was walked back into my room, where my clothes were sitting on the bed. "You'll need to come back for more testing, your scan showed nothing abnormal,but I should keep and eye on you. I think it would be best if you went back to my house for now. I shut the door and started changing into my clothes, Nolan was waiting for me. I was outside when I heard Landon call out to me, I turned around slamming my fist to his cheek, he fell to the ground. "That was me knowingly hitting an asshole, feel free to go tell Peter so he can keep treating me like one of his psychotic patients." With that I turned and walked to the car, I pulled out of the parking lot going to opposite way from the house, "Where did you have in mind?" Nolan asked.

 "For now, anywhere but here."

Now Playing SOS (Overboard) by Joseph

Author's Note:

Was that too much?