1. A special allergy?

Numbed down pain.

I

That’s all I feel when I find myself waking up, a low, drawled groan leaving my mouth as I slowly regain consciousness. My throat is scratchy, and it feels like something died in my mouth. Faintly, I hear a beeping sound coming next to me, and I slowly turn my head to see what it is.

A machine. A machine to measure my heartbeat, the kind you see in hospital rooms with serious patients.

Why was I a serious patient, then?

That’s when all the memories came back to me through the haze of my mind.

Stone and his goons. The beating in the cafeteria. Falling unconscious as soon as the security guards managed to get the attackers off me. Someone screaming the word ‘hospital’ while I faded to black.

Crap.

I use my tired eyes to look around the room. The walls are painted white with accents of light yellow, and there’s a window. It’s a private room, and there is even a TV mounted in the corner. All around me, there are various machines taking my reading there’s, and an IV poked into my hand dripping saline. There are wires hooked onto my chest. Many parts of my body are bandaged.

Just as I end up taking in the room, the door opens, and a nurse strides in. Upon seeing my open eyes, her face lights up, and she immediately presses a button on the side of the bed.

see you’re awake,” the nurse greets me with a

to talk, but my throat and lips are

cart she just rolled in, “The doctor was anticipating you waking up soon, so she instructed us to be ready.

moisture trickling down my arid throat finally loosens up my vocals enough to talk, “what happened? I remember the fight” I

place. One of your assailants used a brass knuckles

to heal.”

to me?” I question, confused because I haven’t seen assault victims with my injuries hooked to machines

painkiller we administered to you. Were

my brows lift to my scalp, “silver?”

as soon as the painkiller medicine was administered, and we

like I’ve

tell her honestly, “I didn’t know I had any allergies,

the nurse uses a small controller on the side of my bed to move my head to a more

now on top of everything, I had a silver allergy and had to

to stay here?” I ask her, trying not to sound too pathetic.

doctor to decide, he will be arriving in a few

my condition, how much will

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