Post by Elisha on May 25, 2003 0:04:10 GMT -5
A sharp pain sliced through the warm, gray, blissful world I could not remember going to. I had no idea who I was or what I was doing there. In fact, I don't even think I knew there was a there to speak of anyway. The only thing I was aware of was the gray mist and the horrific pain in my head.
The pain grew more and more unbearable as I slipped slowly back into consciousness. My eyes opened to blackness and for a second, I had to wonder if I had really opened my eyes at all and not merely slipped somehow from a gray world to a black one, full of the same excruciating pain.
As my eyes adjusted I began to see outlines of things in the dark room surrounding me. A small window near the ceiling let in a tiny stream of moonlight that fell across an old, scratchy, black blanket. There was small table beside the rickety cot I was lying on, and I saw the bright red numbers of a digital clock staring out at me in the darkness. It was 3:35.
My head was throbbing so unremittingly, it felt as if a hot wire had been ripped through my brain. I reached my shaking hands up to my forehead and felt a makeshift bandage wrapped around my aching skull.
Terrified, I had no clue of where I was, why I was, or even who I was. Panic ran through my body and I screamed loudly into the dark unknown. I don't know how I could go for so long without drawing breath, but I was still screaming when I felt a cold hand clamp down hard on my mouth and heard the grating voice like sandpaper in my ear.
"Not another sound or I swear you will never wake again. Now sleep, bi*ch!"
There was a brief pang in my left bicep and then a burning pain sliding up my arm. The black shape pulled the needle from my arm and slowly the room began to slide out of focus.
The world went gray again and there was no pain. There was no anything for that matter. There was just me, and the grey mist. I have no idea how long I slept there. It could have been a week, a day, or an hour. All I knew was the pain in my arm and the sleepy grey nightmare I had somehow become trapped in.
I would wake every now and then, always to the same wrenching pain, and the rattling voice with the syringe. Every time I opened my mouth to speak, the only thing that would come out was a scream. My body would go into violent convulsions and I couldn't stop screaming. I didn't really want to.
It never lasted long though; soon there was always the twinge in my arm and fire through my veins, pushing me back into the darkness that was all I knew anymore.
Voices began to slice through my world. Someone far away from a time I couldn’t remember was calling somebody I used to know.
"Kaeden, wake up Kaeden. Please, I need you to wake up."
Kaeden. The name was so familiar, but I had no clue from which world I knew it. I had time only to wonder and then there was nothing.
I woke up again to a room with light streaming in from everywhere as if it came from the very walls. I heard a steady beep... beep... beep... and the frantic shouts of men somewhere above me.
" She's coming to! Quick, go get her family!"
Family? What family? Did I have a family then? Was Kaeden my family? For some reason I hoped she was.
There was a cool hand on my face and I was looking up at a pair of dark brown eyes I knew from somewhere.
"Oh, baby I'm so glad you're back. I thought I lost you!" Whoever he was, he was crying.
I wanted to ask him so much, who he was, who I was, what was going on. A million questions rose to my mind but when I opened my mouth to speak the only thing that came out was a river of drool and something like a growl and a whine mixed together.
Rage filled my body and I began to slam my fists on the bed and scream causing my head to roar with pain once more. I wanted to stop it so badly, but I had no control over my body. My arms jerked in violent spasms and my screams rose and fell in the room.
"Why is she like this doctor? This isn't like her at all. Doesn't she know who I am? What is the matter with her?"
"When the hotel manager found her, there were several syringes lying around the bed where he kept her. It seems as if he was using a mixture of medication he created himself to subdue her and keep her from running away."
"What's going to happen to her? Is she going to be alright?"
"Frankly son, we don't know. We have no idea as to what chemicals of this sort will do to her mind. The damage may last a week and it may last forever. I'll be honest with you though, right now it doesn't look very promising."
Bobby looked at the screaming girl, kicking on the white hospital bed with tears streaming down her cheeks. It was all his fault.
If he had never left that hotel, the dealer wouldn't have found her on the bed alone. If he had never given her the pills, she may have been able to wake and defend herself somehow. But most of all, if he had never made her leave with him, none of this would be happening right now.
The man he had brought into their lives had almost killed Kaeden with same needle she and Bobby had used so many times. He had abducted her for the debt Bobby owed. It was entirely his fault.
Feeling like he could take it no longer, Bobby ran down the hall and out of the cold hospital into the busy street. He kneeled down and shouted her name into the sky. There was a bright light and a white-hot pain, and then the street was gone and Bobby knew no more.
I saw the white car with big black words on the side pulling up outside my window, but couldn't read the letters. This didn't bother me a bit, and I went happily back to screaming and throwing green beans at the nurse that had come with my shot. For some reason I was terrified of needles.
Footsteps thundered down the hallway to my room and a bunch of men in white coats ran into the room. I screamed again and threw beans at them as well. They jerked me up and quickly overpowered me, strapping my hands behind me and holding me down.
They dragged me screaming and kicking to the car outside and soon I fell asleep in the back seat from all the effort I had put into fighting them. The next time I awoke, I was in another white room with nothing but a bed and a window with a black, iron cage across the glass. The door opened and another man in white came in with a needle.
I screamed and screamed and screamed.
The pain grew more and more unbearable as I slipped slowly back into consciousness. My eyes opened to blackness and for a second, I had to wonder if I had really opened my eyes at all and not merely slipped somehow from a gray world to a black one, full of the same excruciating pain.
As my eyes adjusted I began to see outlines of things in the dark room surrounding me. A small window near the ceiling let in a tiny stream of moonlight that fell across an old, scratchy, black blanket. There was small table beside the rickety cot I was lying on, and I saw the bright red numbers of a digital clock staring out at me in the darkness. It was 3:35.
My head was throbbing so unremittingly, it felt as if a hot wire had been ripped through my brain. I reached my shaking hands up to my forehead and felt a makeshift bandage wrapped around my aching skull.
Terrified, I had no clue of where I was, why I was, or even who I was. Panic ran through my body and I screamed loudly into the dark unknown. I don't know how I could go for so long without drawing breath, but I was still screaming when I felt a cold hand clamp down hard on my mouth and heard the grating voice like sandpaper in my ear.
"Not another sound or I swear you will never wake again. Now sleep, bi*ch!"
There was a brief pang in my left bicep and then a burning pain sliding up my arm. The black shape pulled the needle from my arm and slowly the room began to slide out of focus.
The world went gray again and there was no pain. There was no anything for that matter. There was just me, and the grey mist. I have no idea how long I slept there. It could have been a week, a day, or an hour. All I knew was the pain in my arm and the sleepy grey nightmare I had somehow become trapped in.
I would wake every now and then, always to the same wrenching pain, and the rattling voice with the syringe. Every time I opened my mouth to speak, the only thing that would come out was a scream. My body would go into violent convulsions and I couldn't stop screaming. I didn't really want to.
It never lasted long though; soon there was always the twinge in my arm and fire through my veins, pushing me back into the darkness that was all I knew anymore.
Voices began to slice through my world. Someone far away from a time I couldn’t remember was calling somebody I used to know.
"Kaeden, wake up Kaeden. Please, I need you to wake up."
Kaeden. The name was so familiar, but I had no clue from which world I knew it. I had time only to wonder and then there was nothing.
I woke up again to a room with light streaming in from everywhere as if it came from the very walls. I heard a steady beep... beep... beep... and the frantic shouts of men somewhere above me.
" She's coming to! Quick, go get her family!"
Family? What family? Did I have a family then? Was Kaeden my family? For some reason I hoped she was.
There was a cool hand on my face and I was looking up at a pair of dark brown eyes I knew from somewhere.
"Oh, baby I'm so glad you're back. I thought I lost you!" Whoever he was, he was crying.
I wanted to ask him so much, who he was, who I was, what was going on. A million questions rose to my mind but when I opened my mouth to speak the only thing that came out was a river of drool and something like a growl and a whine mixed together.
Rage filled my body and I began to slam my fists on the bed and scream causing my head to roar with pain once more. I wanted to stop it so badly, but I had no control over my body. My arms jerked in violent spasms and my screams rose and fell in the room.
"Why is she like this doctor? This isn't like her at all. Doesn't she know who I am? What is the matter with her?"
"When the hotel manager found her, there were several syringes lying around the bed where he kept her. It seems as if he was using a mixture of medication he created himself to subdue her and keep her from running away."
"What's going to happen to her? Is she going to be alright?"
"Frankly son, we don't know. We have no idea as to what chemicals of this sort will do to her mind. The damage may last a week and it may last forever. I'll be honest with you though, right now it doesn't look very promising."
Bobby looked at the screaming girl, kicking on the white hospital bed with tears streaming down her cheeks. It was all his fault.
If he had never left that hotel, the dealer wouldn't have found her on the bed alone. If he had never given her the pills, she may have been able to wake and defend herself somehow. But most of all, if he had never made her leave with him, none of this would be happening right now.
The man he had brought into their lives had almost killed Kaeden with same needle she and Bobby had used so many times. He had abducted her for the debt Bobby owed. It was entirely his fault.
Feeling like he could take it no longer, Bobby ran down the hall and out of the cold hospital into the busy street. He kneeled down and shouted her name into the sky. There was a bright light and a white-hot pain, and then the street was gone and Bobby knew no more.
I saw the white car with big black words on the side pulling up outside my window, but couldn't read the letters. This didn't bother me a bit, and I went happily back to screaming and throwing green beans at the nurse that had come with my shot. For some reason I was terrified of needles.
Footsteps thundered down the hallway to my room and a bunch of men in white coats ran into the room. I screamed again and threw beans at them as well. They jerked me up and quickly overpowered me, strapping my hands behind me and holding me down.
They dragged me screaming and kicking to the car outside and soon I fell asleep in the back seat from all the effort I had put into fighting them. The next time I awoke, I was in another white room with nothing but a bed and a window with a black, iron cage across the glass. The door opened and another man in white came in with a needle.
I screamed and screamed and screamed.