Carly's POV
I jolt up, a brief wave of panic and fear spreading through me, only to be held back by four black straps that are across my body. I blink twice, trying to remember what happened before I just woke up, but I merely feel dazed and confused. I'm able to lift my head up just enough to scan my surroundings to see where I am. I squint slightly as bright white light meets my eyes. I look down at myself, suddenly realizing the gray and white cords coming out from under the clothes I'm wearing. I follow with my eyes where the cords lead to and they're all connected to the monitors that are to the right of me, steadily beeping in the background. I take a breath in and cough at the sterilized smell that consumes the room.
My eyes widen as it's clear where I am, a hospital. I don't know how I got here though or why I'm here at all, I'm not hurt or in need of medical attention the last time I checked.
On a side note, what kind of hospital straps someone to a bed? I try to get my arm out from under the straps, but every time I move my hand the straps seem to get tighter around me, digging into my skin a little. Why am I here? I think to myself. Not knowing why I'm here is making me more anxious by the second. I know what I have to do, get better control of my breathing before I cause myself to pass out. I do my best to slow down my breathing as it's getting shorter as seconds pass by.
I take a shaky breath in through my nose and out my mouth. I make myself do it again, but deep breathing does not stop the anxious thoughts from running through my mind. With the thoughts that are going through my head right now, it makes me start to hyperventilate again. I struggle to breathe, feeling like I can't get enough air into my lungs and continue to breathe unevenly at quick pace. I feel my heart beating rapidly in my chest as fear and anxiety overtake my mind and body.
I look around the room once more. What's happening to me? I can't breathe. Oh my god, I can't breathe! I gasp for air as the monitor that was beeping steadily in the background is now beeping louder and faster. I feel sick to my stomach, like I'm going to throw up. I hear the door open, and someone comes in which only makes me more nervous.
This nurse walks to the bed and stops at the place where my right hand is lying on top of the sheet. I see that an IV is in my hand, something I didn't notice before. The nurse pulls out a clear, tube-shaped syringe that has little black lines and numbers marked on the side. Before I can even think about doing anything I feel whatever the nurse just gave me go through the IV. It's cold as it enters my bloodstream.
My heartbeat begins to slow down as the loud beeping of the monitor stops, returning to the stable beeping it originally made. I finally feel like I'm not having a heart attack and completely panicking anymore. The nurse glances a look at the monitor looking satisfied with the numbers dropping and the beeping returning to a normal rhythm. I feel like my energy is drained and I'm all of a sudden very tired. I can hear the sounds of the monitors getting fainter and fainter until everything goes black, my eyes closing despite me trying to keep them open.
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No Way Out- editing (book 1 in series)
General Fiction*currently being edited* I am working on this first book that I wrote and adding some things to it. I've had some new ideas I want to incorporate into this book.
