CHAPTER FOURTEEN
1338 Words
I woke up to the sound of a beeping machine and the feel of some ones hand on mine, pressing me downwards. What happened to me?, where I am?. The last thing I could remember was Nick and I driving to school so how come I am in the hospital, I tried to sit up as I felt a sharp pain on my side preventing me from sitting up right. Lifting my shirt up, I saw a bandage on the right side of my stomach, what happened to me and how did I get hurt and why wasn’t I healing, I am a f*****g were wolf for f**k sake, this shouldn’t be an issue, injuries are not meant to be seen on me, they are meant to heal up so what in God’s name is happening here and why am I not healing
‘ Carly what happened to us? And who the f**k did this to me?’ I asked him but got no reply from him, yeah same stupid Carly as ever, ignoring me when I need him and giving me the f*****g silent treatment again. ‘ f**k you carly, I don’t need you ever again, if you can’t tell me what happened to me’ I said mind linking him but got nothing in return
“ pumpkin are okay?, are you feeling pains any where?” Nick asked while rising up from his seat to face me
“ I am okay, just a little bit hurt at my side. What happened to me?, who did this to me and why am I at the hospital?. Did something happened to us on our way to school this morning?” I asked Nick
“ you don’t remember anything that happened to you and why you were hurt, do you?” Asked Nick
“ no I don’t” I told him “ the last thing I remembered was you telling me you weren’t going to pick me up from school today and that you would be busy at work, so you told me I should be careful and take a bus home. Then we got into the car and you drove me to school, that’s what happened and that’s the last thing I remembered. So why am I waking up at the hospital with some god damn injury that is hurting like hell and refusing to heal. Why isn’t it healing dad?. Did we get into an accident?, but you look okay. Did I protect you or something. Why am I lying here?” I asked Him
“ you were attacked on your way home from school pumpkin” Nick told me and I was surprised when he said it, how can I be attacked when I didn’t even get to school and how come I know nothing about it, is that even possible, I asked my self
“ wait what!!!, attacked?, by who, how, when and how come I don’t recall going to school today or even getting attacked today. How come I don’t remember anything dad” I told him almost crying
“ today isn’t the day we talked about - about my work or going to school or you taking a bus home or you coming home early and safe” Nick said approaching me and then he sat on my bed and held my hand
“ what do you mean dad, what do you mean by that?. This ain’t funny dad so please cut it, you are scaring the crap out of me”
“ I am not joking son, you have been in COMA, pumpkin, you have been unconscious for a week now” Nick said dropping the bomb on me, what’s going on and why can’t I remember anything of it and what’s he saying, I don’t know if he is making sense to me or not, how can I be in a coma when I don’t remember even getting hurt or anything, is that even possible
“ what coma dad, what are you talking about. I remember clearly what we talked about, , you talked about not picking me up from school and - and - we - we drove in your car to - to - school, t - t- that’s the the last thing I remembered. P - p - please dad tell me you are joking, tell me you are joking with me dad. Right?” I said stammering
“ I am sorry love but I am not joking with you, you were attacked on your home from school, you got stabbed with a sword mixed with wolf’s bane and you collapsed. Ryan saved you and brought you to the hospital. They were able to flush the wolf bane out of your system and stopped the bleeding but your body wasn’t healing healing and also you refused to wake up. The doctor said you and your wolf were both weak that we should give you guys time, that when you and your wolf are okay, you will wake up and then get healed. I am glad you are okay and awake pumpkin, you gave me the scare of my life “ Nick said as he gave me a hug
“ no - no - no that can’t be, I ain’t even close to Ryan, how come or why would he save me. Dad why can’t I remember anything?, aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh my - my - my head I - I - it hurts” I said screaming out loud while holding my head
“ Eric what’s wrong, hold on Eric. Please do hold on” Nick said while he pushed the red button close to my heart monitor, alerting the doctor as it rang out “ code red , code red ” which means emergency either patient is dead or patient is having some critical complications
“ dad please, please make it stop please, it hurts, it hurts so much. My head hurts please make it stop please “ I cried out as tears came running down my eyes while holding my head with one hand and grabbing Nick’s hand with the other, broken pieces of images of what happened that night came flowing through my head, I saw my self in a trance with videos of my activities of that night beneath my foot, I saw my self waking home, then running from men dressed in black and their face covered with a mask, been stabbed, Ryan bending over to check up on me, then Ryan in the hospital close to my bed, Ryan was here, in the hospital and in my room and close to my side and then I heard his voice
“ Eric you won’t remember anything of the attack, , you won’t have nightmares of the attack anymore. Forget everything about the attack and - and forget you saw me this evening and forget about our conversation. Now go back to sleep and rest for another 3 days before you wake up. Have some rest of mind and heal fast ” he said as he was gone in a flash. Ryan was here, I was actually attacked, he actually did save me and then he compelled me to forget everything for my own good just to not have nightmares but what about the conversation, What’s he talking about? why does he want me to forget our conversation. What happened to us, come on brain please think
“ aaaahhh” the sharp pain again coming from my head “ aaahhhhh my head hurts dad please please save me, make it stop pleaseeeee” that was the last thing i said before passing out
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