Mayhem

Ch13

"No, please! Get away from me." I heard weakly cried over the phone before the line went silent.

"Rose?" I yelled as I ripped my phone from my pocket and brought it to my ear. "Mila can you hear me?" I asked, taking the phone away from my ear to see why I couldn't hear her anymore. The line showed that the call had been ended, I wouldn't be able to help her until I arrived. Grabbing my pockets, I cursed myself for leaving my gun in the room. I had gotten too comfortable when seeing how safeguarded this house was, it obviously wasn't good enough. My phone would have to do as a weapon, there was no time to search for anything else. The moment the elevator dinged, I was waiting at its doors to be released.

"Stop, no!" I heard quietly coming from her dark room, and there weren't any obvious sounds of a struggle. Bursting into the room, I held my phone high, ready to beat anyone I saw as a threat with it. With the light now on, I lowered my weapon and breathed out a heavy breath when finding her alone in the room. Her cool cloth was now on the bed beside her, and the blankets now crumpled on the floor as she tossed and turned restlessly. "Richard." She mumbled, her head was sweaty and it seemed the fever was starting to spike again.

"Rose, Rose wake up." I called, tapping her shoulder and trying to rouse her.

"No." When she answered, it was clear she wasn't speaking to me and her eyes remained shut. Unsure what to do, I quickly threw the blankets back over her and took the cloth to the bathroom to add some fresh cold water onto it. Wringing it out and rushing back, I laid it across her head and looked for her phone. The battery had died, causing the call to be disconnected. Pulling out the card, I called the doctor to see what I was supposed to do since she wasn't waking up to take any pain medications.

"Hello?" Answered the tired doctor, he wasn't the only one derived of sleep.

"Doctor Pastel, Adrian Amour. She woke up crying, or rather I think she's having hallucinations." I said, watching her unsure of how to wake her up.

"If she's awake, then that she's having the hallucinations. They should only be temporary effects at the start of the medication as it begun running it course, but I didn't expect for her to awaken so soon in all honesty." He yawned, sounding both concerned and eager to get back to sleep at the same time.

"No. I can't seem to get her to open her eyes, which means I also can't get her to take any of these pain meds either. She's tossing and turning and I think the fever spiked again because she's sweating and calling out." Babbling on, I huffed when hearing the man sigh on the other end of the line.

"It isn't a hallucination son, it's a nightmare. At times the horrors of her past seem to sneak back up on her while she sleeps. While I don't condone the use personally as I feel there isn't enough medical evidence to prove that they work, I do know that she would use an organic lotion of some sort that she said helped her when she got like this. The medication I gave her might cause her to stay asleep and she will unfortunately enough have to sit through this one without waking up. The bottle looked like a brown vial with a blue sticker on the front with a crescent moon on the cover. I don't recall the name off the top of my head, hopefully if you run it across her temples it will create a calming effect and help ease her down. I don't encourage prying through other people's things, but I suggest finding that vial if you want her to get decent sleep to help her heal." As he spoke, I couldn't help but watch over her as her eyebrows would scrunch together off and on as it showed her distress.

Even earlier as we went through everything, she would try her hardest not to show any signs of pain or weakness. She even tried to hide her injuries when sneaking out of the hospital knowing full well that we were there to know that she had sustained some. But here she was at her most vulnerable state, and all of her walls down. "What do I do then?" I asked as I pulled myself back into the conversation and began scouring her counters for a brown vile with a moon on it.