tainted -1-

Mar 08, 2010 11:13




When I awoke, I decided to keep my eyes closed. I sensed that I wasn’t in my home or with my parents. I sniffed the air to confirm.

Hospital…

I became alarmed now. Why was I in a hospital? And why did I sense many people in the room with me?

“Awake?” Said a voice that was close to me. It sounded distinctly male.

I didn’t move and the man chuckled. I felt the air move and the man fell silent.

“Where were you last night?” The voice questioning me was rough and crisp. I didn’t like it.

I stirred at the question wondering what he was asking; I mean I obviously was at home. Home….

I gasped out as I felt a shocking pain; I grasped my head and moaned in pain.

“Now since we have your attention, answer the question,” the stranger said in an annoyed tone.

I looked up to see that it was an older man; he was lowering his hand that was pointing at me.

“W-what did you do?” I blinked a few times as the pain subsided a little.

- “Answer our question,” he repeated, his face blank as he stared at me.

- “H-Home,” I murmured looking down as they all gazed down at me with cold eyes.

- “What did you do last night?” Slight lines of worry appeared on his face.

- “I-I…” I looked around and panic started to rise in me as I tried to remember last night but I couldn’t quite seem to grasp those memories.

I looked at the man confused. “I don’t remember,” I whispered.

The man stood so still that I couldn’t even hear him breathing as he stared at me in shock. Then the man next to me leaned down, his soft brown eyes staring into mine.

“Are you sure you don’t remember?” he asked raising an eyebrow.

I tried harder, my breath started to come in gasps and I burrowed deep into my mind were everything seemed hazy. And then a single thought.

Blood.

“Blood.” I whispered. My voice strained as I gasped for air and my eyes found his again. I knew he could see the panic on my face.

“Calm down,” he said gently rubbing my back, but I jerked away and grasped my chest. “Why is there blood?” My voice rose in pitch and then I heard an ear-splitting scream.

Oh God was it loud. I didn’t know where it was coming from until I felt arms pushing me on the bed and I realized it was coming from me.

“Blood, no, no, no!” I screamed thrashing on the bed as the man’s arms held me down with a hard grip.

One of the doctors came in and inserted something into the IV. Everything started to fade then, only little whimpers could be heard from me as my head fell to the side and darkness swept me off my feet.

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“…Mentally unstable.”

- “He’s just untrained.”

Who is that? I shifted and I knew that my motion caught their attention as the room fell dead silent except for the sounds of my shallow breathing and their steady ones.

“Are you alright?” Came a familiar voice.

I opened my eyes and found myself gazing into the soft warm eyes of the man from before who seemed to be kinder then his friends.

“I’m fine,” I murmured as I pulled myself to sit up. The kind man helped me by sliding the pillow behind my back.

“Thanks,” I thanked him before looking around the ultra white room. I disliked it.

“Where am I?” I questioned, my eyes looking at him for answers. He bit his lip and looked to the man across the room that had been the one to ask the questions before. And sent that searing pain in my head I thought bitterly.

He seemed to choose his words before smiling at me, “Bright wood academy hospital” he answered.

I raised my eyebrows. “Bright wood? Never heard of it… Why am I here?” I asked, but this time the look in the older man’s eyes were guarded and he kept quiet.

Then as if a lightning bolt hit me I turned my panicked gaze to the man beside me. “My Parents! Did something happen!?” I was trying to get off the bed but the I.V.s held me in place.

“What’s going on?” I asked, fear spiking me in all directions.

“Y-Your parents... Died in a fire a week ago” He whispered to me.

I sat there shocked, my hands trembling as the picture of my parents’ faces came into my mind. Died? W-Why?

“W-Why am I here?” I asked. “What’s Bright Wood?” My voice rose in pitch and he seemed worry as he glanced at my heart monitor on the side.

“Bright wood is a school, the hospital is owned by Bright Wood academy,” he answered matter of factly.

“You’re here because…” He trailed off, I finally noticed the other man was gone and it was just him and I.

“Bright Wood… is a special school for those who have abilities,” He explained slowly, looking at me with curious eyes.

I waited as my confusion grew. “We think you may have an ability,” he continued and my jaw dropped before a hysteric laugh bubbled out of me.

“My parents are dead, and you’re telling me I have an ability? Like a secret power?” I was more then angry at this man. I just found out that my parents were dead and he’s telling me something that anyone in their right mind would laugh at.

He frowned. “I know it’s a lot to take in but… We are positive that you have one.” His tone was light and easy and it only made me angrier.

“Let me go, I don’t wanna stay here.” I pulled on the I.V.s and the heart monitor went flat as I pulled off the sensor.

“D-Don’t do that,” he said taking my hands in his.

“I want to leave”.

“Y-You can’t... Where would you go?” He seemed upset and a little worried about something.

“Wherever I want,” I hissed.

He let out an uneasy breath and then the doctor came in looking at us both before walking over and hooking everything back up, despite my pulling back.

“Please don’t take these off,” the doctor said giving me a long stare that made me shrink down and relax.

“My name’s Changmin”.

I glanced startled at the man still in the room. I had completely forgotten that he had been here.

I bit my lip. “Jaejoong,” I mumbled crossing my arms over my chest.

“That’s the spirit! Now, tomorrow I will take you around your new school! I’m the counselor by the way. So if you need anything then just ask me” I just nodded not trusting my voice at the moment.

He gave me one last smile before heading out of the room.

And that’s when they fell, I never cried in front of anyone so I was glad he was gone…

My parents might have been mean… but they were my parents. And I still loved them.

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Okay so like... This will get better.. Its just the first part.. i had nooooo idea how to write. Soooo please comment.

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