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Ian, which I know nothing happened to him because that
fucker will not die, it would be stupid for me to tell her
anything about what happened in the warehouse or give her
any details. I wouldn’t be stupid. Ian would know I said
something.
“N…n…n…no”
“Alright,do you need anything or can I get you anything to
make you more comfortable?”her voice is so soft. “No
thank you.” I say trying to pull out a smile. “Well I’ll leave you be, so you can get some rest,” she
says as she walks out of the room. I focus on the sound of
her heels clicking down the hall.
I lay there trying to remember what happened. Why is
everything so fuzzy? I can’t remember anything! All I know
is I want to go home! I want my mom! But I don’t even
know if she is still looking for me. It’s been 7 years and I
don’t want her seeing me like this.
I try to find something to watch on the TV, just to calm my
nerves and I see a man just staring at me! Why the fuck is
he just staring at me? Who the fuck is he?
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He’s tall,I wanna say about 6 ‘5. He has the most perfect
brown eyes and tattoos that cover the parts of his body that I
can. He has a scar that runs down his cheek that I find
intriguing. His hair is black and shaggy. It looks so soft and
I just want to run my fingers in his hair. He frightens me but
for some reason I also find comfort in him.
The nurse comes back in to turn the beeping off of my
monitor and to change out my IV fluid bag. She notices that
I am staring at him and says, “He’s been coming by and