Bug Crawler

Chapter Eight: The Way I See It ( Part One.)

       The vision I had was more than enough frustrating to deal with, but seeing was the blind has was impossible. The muffled noise in my ears mixed with loud rings made my head boil with anger, feeling hatred in myself for letting this one thing happen. Just had to be dense to the very end, was the only thing I could hear besides ringing.  It wasn't long till my sight return, as well as my other senses I still had.

       What I first saw was the grey ceiling, the paint smudge with blood. It took me a few a minute to blink --to see-- I wasn't in the bathroom anymore. I lifted my hand, seeing a tube of sort attached. I scoffed and quickly ripped it off with a tickle coming from the spot. I rubbed my cheek, feeling the cold touch it gave. My cheek? I sat up with the dire realization of something important missing. I put both my hand on my face, my skin being touched easily. My mask wasn't on my face, taking its place was bandages on my forehead.

   "Shit," I whispered, dropping my hands. I frantically searched for my mask on the dull sheets laying by. Nothing. I leaped off the bed, flopping down with my body trembling. "Damn it! I don't need this right now!" I growled, trying so hard to left myself up. I heard a click somewhere as a creak of a door followed. I lowered my head to the ground instinctively, not daring to look up, not without my mask. I won't.

   I heard a sigh of relief and shifting of feet." You're awake, for a second I thought- You fell out of bed already?" Said a little raspy, but a male voice. The strands of hair fell on my face and dangle as I lowered my head more, almost touching the floor. The smell this room gave off was putrid, the smell of rotten flesh and over stain blood nearly every direction. I slowed my breath, trying to calm the rate my heart was going with the sour smell.

    I went back to my senses after hearing the man move closer. " Don't worry, Slender told me to let not anyone in without your mask in here while you were out. I was surprised I found you before they did, the concussion you got from one of Jeff's knives could've been way worse if I wasn't one of them who helped." I stayed silent, hell, holding my breath is more accurate.

     He sighed before I heard something wooden slide off a surface. " Here, you were trying to find this right?" He asked as I sensed something was held in front of me. I resisted the urge to not look up, slightly lifting my head to see what it was. I knew it was my mask after seeing a red ribbon like the line in the corner of my eye. I quickly grabbed it from him, slide over my face with ease. I slowly tried to sit up to fix my mask on properly, leaning on the bed frame near my side. I rest my hands on my mask as I started to feel more comfortable and relieved. I had completely forgotten someone else was with me until I heard shifting again. I turned to see E.J was the one who I was talking to. He went over to the bed with a conflicted look.

   "How the hell did you wake up so soon, with how your blood pressure was, you would've been out more than it took you to wake up." He blurted out, picking up the tube I tore off. " How's your head?"

  "It's- actually I can't give you a straight answer right now..." I mumbled softly, gripping the side of the bed to rise myself. My body felt like a brick as I almost trip on air, my hands slipping, going back to square one. "As I said, can't."

  "You mean you rather not give me one. Besides that,  I need to get Slendy so he knows you're awake, -"

    "Why's that?" I sat up and curled up in a ball, not wanting to fall over anymore. He sighed walking around to my side of the bed, grabbing a pill bottle before crouching in front of me.

    "Cause he needs to speak with you. Here, take one of these, it'll help you with any pain you-" I slapped the pill bottle out of his hand, cutting him off. The pills spilled out of the container in impact, sounding like marbles.