Chapter 12
Help
Pax
I woke up and looked around, noticing the hospital room. I went to raise my arm with something preventing me, then I saw it, restraints. What the hell?
“I see that you’re awake. How was your nap?” Someone asked.
I looked to see Larkin sitting in a chair next to the bed.
“I don’t call stuck in a hospital bed with restraints enjoying a nap,” I replied.
Larkin stood up and put her hands on the rail of the hospital bed.
“Why am I here?” I questioned.
“Because you need help. You have PTSD from when those people attacked you,” Larkin told me.
I looked at her.
“Pax, Markus called me and explained what happened. Have you been sleeping?” Larkin asked me.
“Sleep is so overrated,” I told Larkin.
“A lack of sleep can affect you in several ways. When you don’t sleep, it
