Maya
I could hear hush voices, they were right next to me talking. I was on something soft and warm not hard and cold. I could move, it felt like I weigh a tone. My arms felt heavy, my eyes wouldn't open. I was using all the strength I had but I couldn't open them. There was a loud beeping noise that was irritating me. Instead of opening my eyes, I welcomed the darkness.
"When will she wake up?" I was wakened by the voice.
Once again I couldn't move, was I tied to the bed? My eyes won't open. Did they drug me? How comes I was wake up not physically.
"It's hard to say with the amount of Trauma she went through" another strange voice replied. He sounded American, unlike the other voice.
"I want a fucking answer, I didn't transfer her to the best hospital in the world to receive the same answer," this person sounded angry, I could feel it.
