My Fate: My Twisted Fate

Chapter 8

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Morrigan woke up. 

She saw the white ceiling, the bright light. 

She didn't move. All she could do was lay there. 

She couldn't feel anything. 

She heard movement, but she didn't look.

She heard the movement get closer. 

She turned her head to the left side. 

She saw a bedside table with a glass of water on it. There was a paper curtain around her bed.

She heard the paper curtain get pushed away on the other side. She slowly moved her head to the right side.

Standing next to her was a small, elderly man. He was checking her blood pressure. 

He looked up.

"Ah, you're awake. It's about time. It's been four days."

Morrigan said nothing. She just stared at him.

"Not in a talking mood, huh? I don't blame you. Vampires will do that to you." 

He took the stethoscope from around his neck and checked her heart and her breathing.

"You have a visitor. Seems he is just in time to see you."

Still Morrigan said nothing. She didn't take her eyes off the small man.

"I'll go get him, shall I?"

Morrigan moved her head back so she was looking up.

"I'll take that as a yes." The small man left.

The silence was only broken by some rhythmic beeping. She didn't look around to see what it was.

A few minutes later, she heard a door, and the curtain was moved again.

She felt someone sit on the bed.

"Hey. How are you feeling?"

Morrigan couldn't see who it was.

She blinked. That voice.

She moved slowly as she sat up, leaning on her arms. She pulled herself up, bringing her legs up under her. She did it slowly, but it took effort.

She looked up at who had spoken.

Ghastly.

Tears filled her eyes and fell down her face. She couldn't stop them.

Ghastly got up and sat next to her. He wrapped her in a hug, so her head was on his chest. Her tears turned into sobs. She was shaking. She couldn't stop.

Eventually, she calmed down and stopped shaking. Her throat was sore from crying so hard. She sat up and rubbed her face. She took a couple of deep breaths and looked at Ghastly.

"I'm sorry." Her voice sounded croaky. 

She reached over for the glass of water and drank it all.

"It's ok. A lot has happened."

Morrigan put the glass down. She looked down at herself. She was wearing a paper hospital thing. She had a bandage on her ankle and on her arm.

"I brought you something." She looked at him. 

He held up a bag. "I finished these before I come here. Figured you'd need them now."

Morrigan raised an eyebrow at him.