I Dreamt of Hope

Chapter 13

I opened my eyes, my head was drooped down looking at the floor. I was sitting in a chair, my whole chest tied to the chair, my arms handcuffed together. I only but dared to look up as I realized the room I was in was small but the walls were mirrors as I could see my barefoot feet stained with blood, marked with scars, and worn out as I tried to move my toes. I sat there looking down at my pitiful self not daring to see what I look like in any of the mirrors. I waited and waited. Hour after hour, no one was coming. Then it hit me, like a wave from the ocean crashing on top of me. The anesthetic wore off, my arm was on fire, my whole body got hot. I started to squirm in my seat the ropes that tied me together rubbed agented my arm causing it to pop even more stitches which lead to it bleeding. After a while, my head started to spin. Drop after drop that red liquid ran from my arm onto the floor. I looked in the mirror only enough to see the reflection of the puddle of my feet sat it. I knew I was going to pass out soon and frankly, I didn't care anymore but on the top of my lungs I screamed, 

"What do you want?" Oh, the headache I got after that. Those words echoing in my head. I saw feet in the mirror coming to my said.

 "Just remember then you can sleep," a voice said. 

I watched as he put down a small bag and reached in and grabbed a few papers he left them on the ground and dug in his bag some more and brought out tape, he forcefully grabbed my arm and started to tape it up. He took his bag and left the room leaving the paper to be stained red as my blood seeped into it. How do I remember if I've forgotten? I looked up a bit and saw the mirror reflecting everything back. I started to raise my head although my body seemed to want to work against me. I saw I was wearing jeans they looked like they were once nice skinny jeans but with all the holes, tears, and stains they looked like I had been through hell in them. As my eyes wandered to look at my shirt, it was mostly brown but towards the top a royal purple. I looked at my lips and how dry they seemed my cheeks flushed white as a ghost. I shot up to look at my eye to see what color they were.