The Fatal Error

Chapter Three:

It's like repeating the same experiance over again, except this time it's worse.

The dragon tattoo invades my dreams.

I'm back in the church sitting in my little corner dozing off. I look up to my sister Elisha and see her smiling face, my whole family smiling at me. I blink at their smiles are replaced by nothing. They are faceless but the thing that stands out is the dragon tattoo on all of their forearms. Bullets fire but this time i watch my family being shot in the head. The blood splattering and then the masked faces come closer to me. The fire their bullets and i watch the bullets inpact my puffa jacket. Soon the floor in covered in blood and all i see is red. Everthing dissapears except the huge pool of blood.

I scream. An ear peircing scream that could deafen anybody close enough.

As if i hit an emergency button, three nurses rush into the room trying to calm my misrable state. My eyes are wet with tears and my body cold and wet.The Dragon Tattoo.

"Hush Sophia. Everythings gonna be alright" the nurse with the name tag, Rose, tells me brushing the hair away from my forehead. This calms me a bit but i'm still shaken from that horrible nightmare. Rose get a damp cloth from the bathroom while the other nurses give me farewell and leave the room. Rose comes into the room and places the cloth on my forehead, it feels nice against my hot face.

The hospital nightgown is uncomfortable. And if i wasn't so worried about my whole entire body i would probably just rip it off my body. But my skin is pale white and dotted with freckles. And i'm fat. As simple as that, i have a horrible figure...and well i'm just the definition of ugly and fat.

"Is it possible to get my phone?" i ask Rose. I feel like listening to some music and relaxing my muscles. "You'll be taken to your house shorty today to get all of your posessions. So you might get your phone then." she answers. Damn! I wanted to get my phone!

Rose leaves when the Police officer enters the room after a short knock. "I'm sure you've been noted about your posessions miss?" he asks. I nod as i read his name tag. Paul. "No i would like to explain something called Witness Protection." Paul says grabbing a chair and dragging it closer to my bed. I nod again. "It is where you are put under a different name and house for a certain amount of time depending on the case" he explains in the simpliest way possible. "We've sorted through and decided that you would be put under Witness Protection. We've made a new profile and assigned you a new house." he says.

"I'm sorry to say that you won't be staying with your brother due to the last name but we have found the perfect family who are willing to take you in" he says with a forced smile. I don't get how people could forces smiles, you can basicly tell straight away that it doesn't mean anything. "o-okay" i answer through a croaky voice. Paul stands up to leave but i stop him by grabbing his arm. "How long was i asleep?" i ask him, he looks down at me with sad eyes. "four weeks" he turns and leaves the room.

FOUR WEEKS! Holy mother of god!

I lay there for a couple of minutes while the nurse named Stella prepares my breakfast. Just your average cereal, nothing to special. Since my stomach was badly wounded they are giving me small preportions incase of emergencys. I literally stuff my face due to my lack of food. I gulp down the small cup of milk she gave me and she takes the dishes away and skurries out of the room. I lay down and rest my eyes for a couple of minutes.

"Sophia?" a hushed voice whispers into my ear. I open my eyes to see Marie and Daniel looking down at me. "Hey" i say. Daniel smiles and i notice that he doesn't have bags under his eyes anymore, neither does Marie. "Time to go get your stuff" Daniel practicly orders me. Rose places a pair of black skinny jeans and a plains white top with a red jumper on the bed, next to my feet. They exit the room and i slowly pull the blankets from my body. I place one foot on the ground curiously and then place the other.