I woke up in a white, slightly blurry place. I blink my eyes a bit, and I realize I'm in a hospital room. One like the one she had been in... I turn my head slightly to the right, only to see Kyler. "W-Where am I?" I manage to stutter out. He turns to me, and his eyes wide with either worry and happiness, I can't decide which one it is.
"You're at one of my private clinics." He answers in a low voice. Great, rich boy must want something. "What do you want?" I snap, cutting straight to the point. "I want to know," His voice lowers, "who did this to you." I gasp, surprised at his request. No one ever questions me. Hell, no one even notices me.
"I-I can't tell you that," I whisper. "Why not?" He asks. I can't tell him, I just can't. I can't tell him about her, I can't tell him about them, I can't tell him anything. "I just can't," I whisper and turn over, or try to. I can only turn my head to the left, and follow asleep soon afterward.
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Edited 4/18/19 When I was writing this, I had major writer's block but wanted to get a chapter out which is why it's so short. ~Em
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