Let me tell you how this went in my head.
I jumped out of bed in a badass super speed screaming at both of them. Tearing my IV out. Throwing whatever I could find including the metal post while they were both cowering in fear of my angry dragon wrath. And then they both die an honourable death by my hands. Zero regrets with this!
However, we all know this wasn't what happened.
I wasn't in the mood to be such spitfire nor did I have the energy for the screaming.
I laid back down in bed and pulled the covers over my head with the intention of ignoring them and sleeping soundly. I knew that even if Alice had anything to do with my kidnapping, she couldn't do shit at a hospital with over five guards stationed on my door.
"I'll leave you to talk but you have only thirty minutes then you get the hell out of here, you two," Ross said before the door was shut quietly. I still couldn't get over the fact that he was a doctor. Not just that, he was sneaking visitors into my room. So responsible!
"Shana," Ron said the stupid nickname with his stupid voice. I pulled the cover tighter. "It's okay, I know you wouldn't want to look at my face after all what happened." He sighed.
I noticed that Alice was so quiet not uttering a single word. Well, woho fucking finally!
"But, you deserve to know what happened and I'm not talking about the incident at my dad's house..." He trailed, I grimaced as I remembered what happened. This seemed so trivial compared to what happened to me lately. "Alice?" Ah, seeking help from the girl who helped kidnap me.
Good times... almost adequate! Note the sarcasm.
You know what? Fuck. It.
I jolted up sitting upright, which was absolutely the worst idea but I've been through worse I can take a bit of dizziness and an itchy arm. I wouldn't continue being pathetic in their eyes.
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