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Chapter 7
I woke up feeling like sh*t that a semi ran over on the freeway. I had a terrible headache, and arms felt too heavy to lift. I tried to open my eyes, but they felt like they had been glued shut. What happened?? I twisted my body around and shouted, "HEY! IS ANYBODY THERE?!?! SOMEBODY HELP ME!" I heard some shuffling noises to my left, then a lady's Southern accent.
"Miss Huntington, please calm down. There's no need to shout or move around so much." I stopped thrashing and quieted my voice a little.
"Where am I?? What happened?!"
"Someone attempted assault and kidnapping. They knocked you out with Methamphetamine, and you've been out ever since. It's a good thing we got you here quickly. A few more minutes, and it could've caused some serious damage."
"Oh." It was all coming back to me now. I remember everything. The man with the cruel smile. The shadow behind me. Falling forward. The blur from the side. Darkness. "Is there anyone I can see? Are my brothers here?" The weariness was wearing off now, so I reached up to wipe my eyes, blinking them open.
"I'm guessing they are. There are actually quite a few people out in the waiting room asking about you. Judging from the number of times I hear your name, I'd think you were a celebrity or something if I didn't know better." Yeah, a street celebrity. I tried to laugh a little, but it sounded more like I was choking. She smiled at me.
"I'll go let the doctor know you're awake. Do you need anything? Some water, maybe? How do you feel?" I shook my head, which only made my headache worse.
"No, I'm fine. I just want to see everyone as soon as possible." She nodded, and left the room. While I waited, I took the time to look around. I was in a plain, small, pale yellow room, lying on a tiny hospital bed.
Questions were turning themselves over in my brain. Who would want to kidnap me? Why? I'd beaten some pretty egoistic dudes while street-fighting, but I didn't think of them as enemies. Just posing punks who think they know everything, but annoy those of us who do. Had I somehow offended one of them enough for them to want to hurt me? As I was pondering this, a small man in a white coat walked in. Guess he's the doctor.
"Hello, Jared. I'm Dr. Benson. Ms. Huntington, how do you feel?" I mentally rolled my eyes.
"Like I was run over by a truck." He half-smiled, and nodded.
"That's understandable. They used quite a bit of that nasty stuff on you." Wow. Just wow. I was about to respond, but the nurse poked her head into the room. "Dr. Benson? The guests in the waiting room are getting more impatient. They're demanding to see her." He sighed.
"Tell them to wait until we finish the tests." The nurse shook her head.
"They're saying that if I don't let them see her soon, they'll come by force." Yup, those are the people (well, guys) I associate with. I bet they could all individually force their way in here if they had to. The Dr. Benson guy sighed again. Wow, must be a habit.
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