Chapter One ~ Awakened
What was that annoying sound? My alarm clock so did not sound like that.
I slowly opened my eyes, realized that it was the biggest mistake I had ever committed and then quickly shut them again.
It was bright.
Like the Oh-my-God-I'm-going-to-go-blind- bright.
I opened my eyes again, carefully and slowly this time.
It took a bit for my eyes to adjust. It was blurry at first and then slowly adjusted to take in the pale ceiling right above me. I blinked a few times to get used to the light. As soon as my vision cleared, I noticed that it wasn't really that bright. Only a bit of light seeping through the thick white curtains at…the…window…
I blinked several times and stared at the windows across from the bed.
That was not my window. Those curtains were hideously designed. I mean, ew.
My eyes roamed around the room, taking in the small and closed space. And this was not my room. Where was my crazy colored bedroom with the posters?
I tried to turn my head to the side, but to my utter and complete horror, I realized that I couldn't move an inch.
I was stiff. Stiff from what exactly?
I couldn't feel my fingers or feet….
I winced as I experienced a hard and painful inner jab to my poor brain. Ouch.
And I was thirsty. Parched. I wanted…no…craved water. And for some reason, I felt like I was floating….
Why was I floating?
I opened my mouth and licked my lips in an attempt to give some moisture. I winced as I realized that the corner of my lips hurt. A stinging pain that I immediately stopped trying to wet my lips.
I swallowed and winced yet again because of the soreness of my throat.
I stared at the pale, washed out tiled ceiling and then decided to give notice to the dim throbbing at the back of my head.
My head hurt.
Like, really, really, really hurt.
What on earth happened last night? Where was I, anyway?
I forced my head to turn and let out a whimper of pain when I succeeded. I looked around, carefully studying my surroundings.
Hideous white curtains, annoying 'peeping' noises, pale and terribly painted lime green walls….plus, an IV connected to my arm. What does that all sum up into?
Yeah, that's right. A hospital. You're so smart.
Okay, now I was losing my touch. At any case, how did I end up here? I didn't hit my head that hard that I had to be rushed to the hospital.
What on earth?
How did I end up here? Who brought me? Why was I here? This was so not fair!
What exactly happened last night?
Troy….Bitchy Lindsay….the breakup. He was cheating on me.
I bit down on my bottom lip, mentally preparing myself for the possible waterworks. It really sucked. I still liked him…or maybe not. Troy was such a douche. Not knowing if I liked him or not was really not good for my poor little heart.
As I lay in my helpless position, thinking sorry thoughts about how I might still like Troy…..I suddenly realized that my heart wasn't even breaking. And that was awkward. Just a little throb of pain was all I felt.
What was I going to do if I see him again…of course, once I leave the hospital…? I guess I'll just have to ignore him and act happy. I was definitely not going to give Bitchy Lindsay an opportunity to taunt me.
I tried to get up but….I didn't think it was working. My biggest effort didn't even get me to move an inch.
I was still floating….except for maybe my right leg.
I didn't like this. I couldn't move, my head was throbbing like crazy, I was dying of thirst, my lips seemed to be pretty much split and my right leg was feeling uncomfortably heavy.
Oh…and I was feeling pretty dizzy.
I tried to get up again but failed -rather miserably, may I add. I turned my head and spotted some sort of extra bed a little way away from the bed I was on.
I frowned a little, and even that hurt! I didn't understand….why was I feeling so weird?
My eyes scanned the bed that looked so obviously used. The blankets were crinkled and folded hastily, as though the person was in a hurry. On the floor, close to the bed and in my range of vision, I spotted a notebook lying flat.
It seemed that somebody might have dropped it.
I swallowed painfully again and then eyed the bed for a second more. Then my eyes flickered around and landed on a feminine-like duffel bag on the floor next to a door, which most probably lead to the bathroom.
My mind reeled as I wondered who was staying with me. Jesse? James? Danny?
A duffel bag. A person must be staying with me.
Jesse? And Starla? Maybe.
Oh my gosh. What if it's a kidnapper? And the kidnapper's partner?!
Oh no! What do I do then? I don't have any money! Wait….I'm not sure, maybe I do have? At any case, maybe they'll kill me or something!
Kidnappers…in a hospital? It was highly possible. I mean, they could pretend that they were my friends or something and then say that they just wanted to visit me. Maybe they'd toss me out the window while someone catches me from below. And then they'd leave, saying that I was gone! And they'd steal all my possessions!
Poor Starla and Jesse. What were they going to do without me? Who was going to make their breakfast when Jesse was slacking off?
Oh God, no. I'm going to be kidnapped and then my poor siblings would suffer.
Think about it rationally, Kitty ,a voice whispered inside my head.
I'm trying! But…
Would the doctors and nurses really believe them? I bet they won't be able to lie well enough…
That's beside the point!
You're not going to get kidnapped.
Maybe I'd get robbed? They'd think I was sleeping and so, they would put all the precious gold and silver and things in the duffel bags? I bet there's money in there! Money from all the poor sick people!
While I lay worrying over these things, I heard voices just outside my door.
Terrified, I shut my eyes and pretended that I was asleep, not wanting the suspicious people to catch me awake. There was a creak as the door opened and the sound of multiple footsteps as people walked in. Not to mention the loud voices. Did they not care for the patient's hearing?
"Ssh. Don't talk so loudly."
"Like she's going to wake up after five days of coma?"
"Shut up, man."
A girl and two boys. Coma?
I felt a whoosh of relief. They clearly got the wrong patient. I heard one suspicious person walk up to me. I tried not to panic, thinking about Starla's sweet smile and adorable laughter. As expected, I instantly calmed, feeling the familiar urge to squeeze my little sister until she turned blue.
Aww, she's too cute!
The suspicious person put a hand on my forehead, gently pushing my hair back. This had to be the girl.
It HAD to be.
I heard the soft creaking of another door opening, and then the sound of water rushing somewhere far off on my left. One of the boys must've gone into the bathroom. I bet now, they're cleaning out their weapons or kidnapping materials….if they had any.
"Oh! Here's my English notebook. God, I was looking for it everywhere!" gasped the girl. There were sounds of scuffling and then the rustle of clothes, followed by the rustling of pages. "Hah! I knew that I finished the essay!" The girl sounded smug.
"The drama at school got posted into the newspaper, did you know?" whispered one of the boys, somewhere at the end of the room. The water stopped running and the second boy spoke up.
"No, I didn't. Who published it?" He asked, footsteps sounding louder as he approached closer to where I was.
"Published? Ah. Actually, I got Kim to write down the drama and Keith to take the photographs. Gotta admit, you two looked stunning. Actually, not stunning. Just not painful to look at," The girl teased quietly, coming over and stroking my hair with gentle hands.
Kidnappers had school and drama? Since when? They must be high school kidnappers.
Hmm….a very young age to start kidnapping, if you think about it…..
Their parents must be a terrible influence….I feel strangely sorry for them. Imagine what these teenagers have to do in their spare time. Probably rob a baby out of a candy bar….
"When don't we look stunning?" asked the first boy. I could almost hear the smirk in his voice and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.
He must be a cocky boy.
"Kim wrote it down..? Figures. It's a shame, really. Kitty would've like that," the second boy said, closing a door….the bathroom door, perhaps?
The first, cocky boy chuckled. "Yeah, she would. Ms. Jean was so cut up when Kitty refused to join another drama."
"Yeah, she was."
I listened to them talk about school, Kitty and teachers. I didn't understand any of it. They must've mistaken me for another girl named Kitty.
"James, Dan. Why don't you go, now? You can come back later. You guys look exhausted and you could do with food…" the girl said, quietly.
Dan…as in Daniel?Danny?
I listened harder as the boys spoke.
"No, we want to…" started the first, cocky boy.
"It's okay. We're not all that hungry…" started the second boy. It was them!
Jamie and Danny!
My eyes fluttered and then silence fell in the room. I heard people suck in breaths as I opened my eyes and blinked a few times.
I looked around and saw a pretty, angel-looking blonde girl with brown eyes staring at me with an open mouth, the notebook from earlier in her hands. By the foot of my bed, I saw two rather handsome boys staring straight at me.
They didn't look like the scrawny Jamie and chubby Danny.
Was I mistaken?
Their eyes were wide with surprise, joy and adoration. Though I really don't know why. They also seemed very familiar…but also unfamiliar at the same time.
One of the boys, he looked like the younger of the two, had gorgeous messy blond hair and brown eyes that were Luke-warm and filled with constant humor. Or at-least had. Now his face was pale and his eyes were tired. The other boy had deep black hair which was spiky and he had dark eyes as well. One of his ears were pierced.
Funny combo. The blond guy looked like the good guy and the dark haired guy looked plain badass.
There were seconds of silence as we just stared at each other.
They couldn't possibly be….
The blond boy spoke up; his eyes were trained on me and his voice broke.
"Kitty. You're finally awake."
A/N: Hope this bring back old memories? I missed writing this and now that I'm doing it again, I've fallen back in love with my characters :3 Honestly speaking...I don't want this story to end. I love it so much! I hope you enjoy this nevertheless! Sad to know that i might have lost some of my BEST readers...
Dedicated to "Passion123", "BlueStax3" and "xxlulucrossxx" and "alexalex". Thank you guys so much for encouraging me even if its a few words, just a 'kmu' or a whole essay, it's helped me alot! Thank you SO much! :3 ♥ ♥