Soulmate Marks

Part 2

Eyes fluttering open, I tried to understand where I was. What was happening. And why I was even in bed in the first place. As I searched the room, everything became a blur.

Taking a deep breath, I tried to recall the last thing I remember.

I was sitting at the table, when I feel off my chair. I was screaming in pain, as my body turned red, and a burning feeling came over me. And then......and then....I blacked out.

Groaning, I looked around, as everything started to still. I could make out chairs across the room, and a painting on the wall. Looking down, I noticed I was wearing a blue nightgown, and my arms and legs were connected with tubes.

I tried to hold back a scream.

Then, I heard a loud screeching noise.

"Maisel, calm down, please! Everything will be fine!" A voice said.

Turning, I tried to figure out who spoke, but the screeching noise distracted.

"Make it stop! Make it stop!" I cried, trying to cover my ears. Unable to, I felt something grab one of my hands, the weight keeping it down.

"You need to calm down, Maisel. Your heart rate is accelerating to an abnormal rate. That's why the machine's so loud," The voice said again.

Nodding, I tried to take a deep breathe, but my chest felt tight. Then, as if things couldn't get worse, the burning came again.

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Opening my eyes, I felt something cold against my skin.

"Masiel, honey, are you awake?" A voice called. This one was softer than the other one.

"Yes," I croaked, not realizing I had blacked out again. Suddendy, I felt a hand on my cheek.

"Darling, are you alright? Do you need anything? Does something hurt?" The voice asked softly. Turning to face the person talking, I realized it was Mom.

Without even saying anything, I knew Mom hadn't slept in days. Her dark brown hair, with grey streaks was pulled back in a messy bun, that threatened to fall down. Her ocean blue eyes seemed slightly darker than normal, and she had deep purple bags under her eyes, it looked like someone had punched her.

"I'm fine," I say, finding my voice. "Mom, what happen?"

"I think you should get some rest, the doctor will be back soon," Mom said, avoiding the question.

That's when I realized something. The bed I was in, was far too comfortable to be a hospital bed. Scanning the room, I realized I was in my room. Only, it had everything a hospital room needed, from tubes and hoses, to the heart rate monitor.

"Mom, what's going on? Why am I here and not at the hospital?"

"Please, Maisel, not no-"

"Where's Oscar?" I interrupt, knowing Mom wasn't going to tell me anything. As if he heard me, Oscar walked into the room, Gwen right behind him.

Oscar came in carrying a plate full of food, and from here I sound smell the sweet smell of chocolate chip pancakes. Glancing in my direction, Oscar gave me a quick wink before going over to talk to Mom. Gwen was looking down at her phone, and from the way her eyebrows scrunched together, I could tell something was happening-and it wasn't good.

After a few minutes of nervous whispering between Mom and Oscar, and complete silence from Gwen, Mom finally left with one last look in my direction. Coming over, Oscar set the plate of food in front of me, and pulled over my desk chair, sitting on it backwards.