Chapter 13

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Immediately, Kendall shot up from the bed.

She was covered in sweat and she panted aggressively.

Suddenly shot up in her head, and she groaned at the sensation.

Her face scrunched in pain and she felt the huge bandage that covered her head.

Her entire body was littered in little scars, some already fading.

Slowly, she remembered the events from before and become scared.

Am i-

She looked around her, she was on a queen sized bed, and the room looked and oozed feminine.

She jumped as the door slowly opened, revealing not him, but another person.

"Oh you're awake..", the old woman cooed.

Although scared, she raised her guard up.

"Who are you?!", She screamed, immediately wincing at the incredible pain.

Her body basically screamed at her, to relax.

But how could she, she was in a place she knew nothing of.

And the woman before her gave her the creeps.

"You must be scared, don't be.. we are more confused than you"

Kendall slowly raised her eyebrow at her statement.

"We found you Infront of our home, you were bleeding profusely, of course we had to help you"

She slowly approached Kendall, placing down a tray on the table.

"Here...some aspirin for the pain"

Kendall stared at the pill like it was poison.

She couldn't trust her, even if she had saved his life.

"What trouble can an old woman like me give you?"

Kendall slowly raised her bandaged hand and took the pill.

"Slowly dear..."

She grabbed the glass, the took the medication.

"There we go, now rest dear, when you are all better, we will have a talk".

Kendall did not want to sleep, she needed answers, and fast.

But it seemed as if her eyes were tired.

They became heavy and slowly dropped.

What were in those drugs?

As she fell asleep, she heard her say:

"It's for your own good".

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