"So you're alive? Emerson?" said the chief.
I nodded, struggling to stand up and wincing as I accidentally put pressure on my injured hand.
"I guess," I whispered hoarsely. As I managed to stand on my feet, I saw three members of the Night Infernos along with the chief, all gazing at me intently.
"I suppose I told you to be there at 2:30," the chief smirked.
I felt a slight twinge in my head but ignored it; it was bearable compared to the rest of the pain coursing through my body.
"You said to be inside the building at 2:30," I replied with a smile, blinking my lashes innocently.
"What the heck happened in there, Micah?" asked Argus, the one with the slick hair and baggy clothes. "You look like a total mess." The four of them broke into laughter.
I tried to talk, but my tongue felt like a rubber band, flopping in and out of my mouth without making any sense. The pain in my head was getting worse, and suddenly, the place began to spin like a tilt-a-whirl, making my knees go weak and crash onto the floor. "Make it stop," I groaned, desperately trying to steady myself.
The buzzing grew louder, and I instinctively shielded my eyes with my hands, rubbing them vigorously. Hands grabbed at me from all directions, and voices merged into an incomprehensible jumble. It was all too much to process.
"What?" I asked, trying to make sense of whatever they were saying. Slowly, the pain in my head subsided as something sharp hit my arm, sending a sharp jolt through my senses. Darkness began to close in around me, swallowing me whole. What in the world was happening?
Then all went dark for a while.... until
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*
I opened my eyes to find myself lying on my back, staring up at a big white ceiling. It was so smooth . As I turned my head sideways, I caught sight of someone dressed in white hovering over me, their expression masked by a medical covering. A nebulizer mask covered my mouth, and I felt something heavy attached to my right finger, as if it were clipped into something.
My left hand felt completely useless, I struggled to keep my eyes open for long. but they had starting to hurt ," Fuck" I thought I closed them, instantly plunging back into darkness once again.
*
She had my hand firmly in hers, her smile wide like she was enjoying my suffering
Her hazel eyes locked onto my grey ones, drawing me in with an irresistible intensity. With a mischievous smile, she closed the distance between us, her fingers playfully pinching my nose. I couldn't help but grin at her antics, pulling her closer until our bodies pressed together.
As she stood on her toes to nibble at my ear, I gently but firmly grasped her neck, trailing my fingers through her hair. She seemed to revel in the sensation, her pleasure evident in the way she responded to my touch.
"Micah!" someone- no Hyeman said what the heck was he doing there
"Micah?" hands squeezed me, jeez that dumb brat!
I opened my eyes and sat up straight with a jolt. Hyeman's face close mine, he looked worried'
"What?" I asked shaking slightly , I was having the best dream of my life, oh gosh it would be so amazing to have Amelia Di Angelo under my spell- like that. Stupid brat didn't even let me sleep in peace.
" Are you ok?" he asked . I stared at him without answering ,like hell I was gonna answer his stupid question. he quirked up a brow, waiting for a response
" Get. The. Fuck. Out. Of. My. Sight" I yelled with every single ounce of strength I could muster. the veins of my neck twitching
"Nurse is there a possibility he suffered brain damage?" Hyeman said his eyebrows curled up in concern
" Just get lost!" I yelled' throwing my pillow at him, dumb wussy little psycho-
"Maybe I should've chosen the other path to let you out" he laughed as he exited the room
So he owed me a two then.
Stupid Brat.