Stay with Me by Awesomekristii (jenna bush book club .TXT) 📖

Through the blurry vision, I tried to make out where am I. The pale-white-washed walls and ceiling welcomed me, while the lingering smell of medicines and drugs flooded my nostrils. The beeping sound and the environment were enough for me to know, I’m in a hospital.

My eyes shot open at the realization, and the headache worsened. Hospitals mean bills, and I don’t have any money. Oh my god!

I looked at the IV tube attached to my hands, and my legs felt so numb and paralyzed. I tried moving my arms and legs, but it only made the bearing pain worse. I groaned at my inability to raise up from the bed. I feel too exhausted and spent out to gain any strength to fight against the numbness and sleepiness overpowering me. If I did not leave now, these people would definitely ask for the bills.

Jesus! Why did anyone have to bring me here? What would I do?

As if on cue, the huge door in front of me opened and a young-looking nurse walked in. A tray settled in her hands which she kept on the table beside my bed, and took a syringe. My vision was too blurry to ask her anything. “This will cure the numbness.’’ She smiled and injected something. before I could ask her anything, sleep overpowered me.

When the next time I opened my eyes, I was feeling much better now. The heaviness and numbness little better, though my muscles are still stiff and my injured feet haven’t lessened in pain. Guess the cut was just too deep.

 I looked at the white-coated man, who lifted his eyes at me smiling lightly. “How are you feeling now?” I opened my mouth to speak but it felt too dry and scratchy to say anything. My voice croaked as I tried to speak. “Wa-water.’’

He lifted my head up, before guiding the glass to my lips. I sipped the water and felt like I’m drinking it after ages. It cooled down my inside, and the dried throat felt far so better. “Thanks.’’

He smiled again, “it’s okay, how are you now?”

“Good.” My voice felt so foreign to my ears. It’s like ages since I have spoken. Back there, there wasn’t anyone to speak to, or more like you aren’t allowed to.

Speak only when spoken to.

Be quiet.

Never question.

“That’s great. It will eventually get better. And about your cut, you have a deep one causing a good amount of blood loss and then fatigue hitting you, so at least a few days of bed rest is totally needed.” I nodded at him. I don’t have a bed.

 He looked at the paper settled in his hands. “You have a badly cured broken limb. Any reason?”

My heart thudded at the reminder. “Got no doctor where I lived.’’ He nodded and I know he didn’t believe me but I couldn’t tell him the truth. It’s safe this way. “you’re badly injured when you’re brought here, so we thought of calling the cops.”

My eyes widened at the words. No not them, “please no,” I gulped the rising bile inside me, “don’t call them please.”

“But- ‘’

I cut him off, shaking my head vigorously, causing my headache to worsen. “please don’t. I will leave today itself.” He looked unconvinced but I needed him not to call any cops. “I request you please.”

He sighed still unconvinced maybe I couldn’t defer. “Okay, You are fine to leave today itself, just a few more dressing and meds needed to be taken for the cut and the fatigue.”

I gave him a grateful smile. “Who brought me here?”

“I’m sorry but I couldn’t disclose that.” My eyebrows furrowed at that. “why?”

“He asked not to, and since he paid the bills we were bound to.”

Bills paid! My eye widened at the newfound information. “he p-paid?” he nodded.

His phone ringed and he received it before murmuring, “I will be there soon.’’

Someone called for him, and he left before I could ask anything else. I sighed feeling the weight of the situation.

Now, where would I go now?