I'm a little more than Useless

Chapter 2

It was so cold...So dark. This is what it was like to be dead? It didn't seem all like it cracked up to be. It felt like how my life on earth was. The exact same;terrible and alone. Loneliness is all I have known since my mother and sister died.All because of me.

My mom and sister were angels, pure and perfect, and I allowed them to die. My heart wrenched in my chest. They didn't deserve to die. Since I am dead I should be able to see them right? Although, I probably wouldn't end up in the same place as them.

Some time passed and I began to accept my eternal solitude. My head snapped up and I heard a noise. A continuous buzzing noise. It began geting louder and louder. I covered my ears as the noise raised in pitch.

I felt my self being lifted, as if I were being levitated upwards. Then I fell very quickly down, it hurt but my eyes shot open and I saw light. Beautiful light. Never will the light of Earth be taken for granted by me.

   My body ached as I tried to move around. I was lying down on a mattress. Was I not supposed to be dead? I slowly and painfully lifted my body upwards. I surveyed the damage to my body.

I had a bandage wrapped around my torso with a blood stain around the area where my father stabbed me. I felt strangely safe but I knew it wasn't a good idea to let my guard down for even a second. I continued my slow and laborious task of getting up with a look of pain etched on my face.

I was about to stand up when the door opened-I didn't realize there was a door!- a man with a white lab coat walked in the room and walked to a table on the other side of the room, not even looking at me. I tried to quietly sneak out the room.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," he spoke not even turning around

I stayed silent and stood up. As soon as I stood my knees went weak and I fell.

"I told you. You need rest, you're still weak-"

I snarled at that word. I had enough of people calling me that. I got a second chance at life and I refuse to succumb to people's torture ever again. May it be verbal, physical or emotional. He came over and slowly helped me back onto the bed.

"Sorry. Will you please rest?" He asked.

I nodded studying the man. He had chiseled features and brown eyes with black hair that was messed up. He was also very muscular and well-built. He was good looking and girls probably liked him.

"What's your name son?"

I just looked at him not speaking.

"Okay I understand. Don't worry we have time but for now... My name is Dr. Richards but you can call me Seth"

I nodded. He smiled at me then began walking out the room.

"Wait!" I shouted

Seth looked back at me.

"How did I end up here?" I questioned

He smiled. "I will explain after you rest for awhile" He said, turned and left.

I decided that I was safe for now, not like I could leave. I closed my eyes and fell into a dreamless sleep.

Yeah soo that was thesecond chapter. This story wasn't supposed to be continued but I decided to YAAAY.

Let's just see how it goes  ^_^