The Journey to Escaping Darkness (Book 1)

Chapter 19

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There were spiders running up and down all of the walls. Everything was concrete, the walls, the floors. I was in the middle of the room spinning around in circles scared to death. My whole body was shaking. I was lost for words. Every time I tried to scream, nothing came out.

A tall man appeared flashing from one wall to the other. He was all black, a shadow. Every time I turned to look at him he would be in a new spot.

"It was your fault." He growled at me lowly. I could barely make out what he was saying.

His presents made everything freezing cold. I could see my breath. I was breathing heavy. I was losing consciousness.

"It was all your fault." He growled over and over and over again jumping from one wall to the other. The more he said it the louder he got. His voice echoes about the confined tiny square room.

"It was all your fault!" He screamed scaring me causing me to fall to the ground. I blacked out as soon as I hit the ground.

What was he talking about?

I woke up sweating and crying. I had this feeling in the pit of my stomach, like something wasn't right. My head was throbbing, it felt like it was gonna explode.

I started to look around the room. I didn't know where I was, or who I was. There was an iv in my arm, I jerked it out and got up out of the bed. I didn't last too long though, I collapsed when I got off of it.

A man rushed in with a tag Lancaster. "Ma'am, I'm doctor Lancaster. And if you don't mind can you get back into bed please?" He said holding onto my shoulders.

I gave him a look to back off. I tried getting up again ignoring him, but I failed falling almost immediately.

"Please, ma'am get into bed." He pleaded looking me in the eyes. He tried picking me up, but I was fighting him.

"Let go of me!" I yelled trying to jerk away from him. But he kept the upper hand. I was weak.

Nurses started coming in when they heard me yell. They gave me a shot that knocked me out cold.

What the hell?

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London's POV

I sat in the waiting room for a couple hours waiting to see if she would wake up. Oliver sat in there with me reading a magazine. He seemed chilled out and unfazed by what had happened. It seemed like for him it was just another day.

Finally sick of seeing relaxed with his legs crossed reading people magazine, I smacked the magazine out of his hand. "What the hell are you doing?" I asked rhetorically. There was aggression linking in my voice, which I think surprised him.

"Seeing if Kim Kardashian is really pregnant." He replied dumbly now sitting all the way up in his chair.

"Shut up! You idiot, it was rhetorical." I yelled staring him angrily.

He didn't seemed fazed by my actions. I guess I shouldn't be surprised, he's been spending his days with Raven.

"Then why'd you slap the magazine out of my hand?" He asked changing the subject.

"Why aren't you fazed by this? You seemed worried earlier. Do you not care that she almost died?" I asked bombarding him with questions.

"She's fine London. I don't need to worry." He responded holding out his words.

My eyes narrowed and my jaw clenched. "Nothing to worry about..." I said barely above a whisper. "Nothing to worry about?!?!" I yelled getting up from my seat. The nurses were looking at me like I was crazy, but I couldn't of cared less. "There's a chance she's lost her memory and you're saying there's nothing to worry about?!??"

"London calm down, you're causing a scene." He said quietly staring at me like I was crazy.

"Shut up!" I yelled louder than before. I was infuriated with him. I could barely look him.

I was petrified that Raven wouldn't get her memory back. I mean I know that's rare, but there's a chance. And the what ifs never stopped running through my head. I could run the world into a bigger dysfunctional mess than it is. What if someone goes after me? What if Raven isn't the same? What if Raven doesn't like me without her memory? What if Raven never really liked me for me, maybe it was only because I saved her. Maybe she though she owed me something... How does Oliver not think about this?

He got up and hovered over me. "London, there is plenty to worry about, yes. But there's nothing we can do about it. So I'm going to let whatever needs to happen happen. Everything happens for a reason." He told me calmly.

He sat back down picking up his magazine sitting back in the same position he was before I started yelling. I sat back down next to him feeling stupid. "I'm sorry..." I said lowly barely hearable.

"It's fine. I understand." He said simply, but with cockiness linking in voice.

The doctor came out looking a bit beat up. He sighed when he got in front of me and Oliver. "Well, she was awake." He said tiredly.

Oliver and I looked at each other with a confused look. "What do you mean?"

"She got out of bed and refused and did all she could not to stay. We put her to sleep for a few hours. I didn't think we'd have to, but she was being difficult." The doctor explained.

"Did you think she wouldn't be difficult?" Oliver asked chucking. I hit his arm lightly. "I mean really, when is she not difficult? I've known her for two weeks and I know this? How long have you known her for doc?" Oliver asked the doctor still laughing a little.

I was shaking my head thinking I will never undermine Ravens complaint about Oliver again.

The doctor shook he head and walked off continuing to do his job. Oliver was still laughing. I hit his arm again but harder.

Good lord, I hope Raven doesn't kill him when they go away...

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I hope the more app fences of London don't bother you. I wanted you guys to get to know her more because before this she was barely in it. There will be some more twists to the story coming up in the next couple of chapter. Hope school won't be too painful when you guys return!

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