My head hurt. A lot. Why is everything dark?!
Oh no, what the heck just happened? Oh shoot.
The memories flooded into my head making it hurt even more. I let out a whimper. What is my problem of not being quiet?!
Just perfect, I was blindfolded. I heard a grunt and a young mans voice.
"Is she awake? I thought you said she would be out for at least 12 more hours!"
"Not my fault, maybe you didn't use enough!" another mans voice yelled.
I flinched.
Great, they are already fighting....I hope that they won't hurt me.
Tears soaked the material covering my eyes.
Why me?
What will they do with me??
I then realized that someone's hand was stroking my hair. Not awkward at all, note the sarcasm.
I reached my hand up to try and swat them away, but, of course, my hands were tied behind my back.
How did I not feel that before? Right, the adrenaline.
"It's ok princess, just go back to sleep," the man touching my hair whispered in my ear.
Disgusting.
I tried to struggle out of the rope but to no use.
I squirmed like a worm trying to get away from him.
I thought I was doing a pretty good job until I heard the other man laugh. I guess he must have been driving. I frowned.
Did he think I was pathetic and weak?
Ah hell naw.
"Hey, use the rag again, I don't want her to hurt herself." the driving one jokingly said.
That made me frown even more.
Hold up, the rag?! I was old enough to know what 'the rag' meant and no, they weren't going to cholorform me again.
I twisted and turned with even more power and force. Someone grabbed me.
"C'mon princess, just please settle down!"
I hate when they call me princess. I am not a princess.
"Well you asked for it," the man said as I felt a cloth come in contact with my face.
"Take a deep breath, just breathe, it will I be over, come on, deep even breaths, there you go..."
Once again, darkness overtook me.
Dang those men and that stupid dang cloth.