That's when they came in.
Dozens more colleagues trooped in, only to be accompanied by a tall man with fluffy brunette hair. He was wearing a white oversized shirt, paired with black jogging bottoms. Similar to me, scars covered his skin but that wasn't my only focus.
Every single worker held some sort of grip on the man, controlling him to the best of their ability. It looked difficult. The man was flipping himself about everywhere, sending threats to everyone.
"Get your fucking hands off me."
The anger in his face would scare any sane human away; as well as the tensed muscles, trying their best to destroy all living creatures among them. However, unfortunately for him, it was twelve against one.
He was outnumbered.
He continued to fight, only to be failing due to the assistance that crowded around him. No one was gentle with him, straight away slamming him down onto the bed; immediately locking the chains shut over his aggressive limbs.
My eyes never left the action, curious to find out the reason behind the dramatic scene in front of me.
"Taehyung, fighting is only making it harder for yourself."
Taehyung.
I have a lot to ask you.
"So your plan is?" I analysed Taehyungs face, currently owned by a smirk; looking up to the doctors and nurses leaning over him.
"Anaesthetic Sir. Unless you're willing to remain calm." One of the males spoke, sliding his mask over his well groomed beard. His hands held a syringe, pumping a clear liquid inside.
I turned my head back to the ceiling, still confused with life around me. Only to be jerked back due to the sudden silence. Rattling chains stopped in addition to the frustrated grunts. It was obvious he feared the first option, suddenly transforming his attitude.
"Just leave him here for at least an hour." One of them spoke to his fellow helpers; making his way out of the door. He was soon followed by everyone else including Tae's and my eyes.
I continued to stare at the patient beside me, scanning the remains of several abusive marks on his skin.
"What are you staring at?" My attention was drawn away, meeting the newly introduced guy next to me. I was unknowingly watching him a tad too long. His words came out in a snap, glaring at me, also scanning the marks over my body.
I ignored him; facing my view to the ceiling once again.
"Did you enjoy the show?"
I turned to face him for the millionth time, met with a sly smirk sinking straight through me.
"No." I scoffed. "Why would I be amused by a fucked up guy attacking people?"
He faced dropped, anger crawled all over him.
"Call me fucked up again, I dare you."
"What are you going to do anyway, you're tied down, just like me."
He realised I was right, sighing in defeat. I had no meaning to be rude; however, waking up with no memory without an explanation is a sensible reason to do so.
Suddenly, I heard dark chuckles by my side, dragging my attention over once again. Taehyung was looking at me, laughing while doing so. I raised an eyebrow, silently asking what his problem was.
"Fucked up huh? And you're not?"
My eyebrows furrowed, "What do you mean?"
My words came out slowly and cautiously, preparing myself for the answer I was hoping not to get.
"You wouldn't be here Anna if you weren't insane."
Don't get me wrong, the recent news upset me. Being called 'insane' isn't the nicest term you could receive. But that wasn't my main attention stealer. Taehyung knew my name, i attempted to recall any mention of it while he was in hearing distance.
Nothing.
He chuckled again.
"Confused aren't you sweetie?" His eyebrows snuck up and down while continuing to stare at me. I remained silent, assuming he'd answer my mental questions without actually using the slight remaining energy I had on him.
"They were gripping onto you roughly Anna, you must be a tough one."
Taehyung was answering very slowly, taking his time to get to the point. He was making it extremely obvious that he admired my inpatient state.
"And you said I was attacking people. Jesus Christ. You literally gave one of them a nosebleed!" His smirk continued to grow wider.
"What the fuck are you on about!?" I raised my voice, anger boiling through me. I definitely shouted too loud, immediately hearing the sounds of assistants scrambling through the halls; making their ways towards the room that contained us.
Seconds before a group of men burst through the door, Taehyung managed to fit in another short answer.
"You tried to kill someone Anna. It worked."
UNEDITED
