Asylum

All I Want Is A Hint Of Death And A Dash Of Demon

° All I Want Is A Hint Of Death And A Dash Of Demon ° Chapter 3 °

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"Wake up. You need to wake up, girly..." The person calling out to me was shaking me as they spoke. It didn't help me though since I had a major headache and every time I was shook it felt like my brain was being rolled around inside my head.

"Stop it," I moaned out to the person through my groggy state. "I have a headache and you're making it worse."

"I'll stop if you wake up." The person was trying to reason with me but I didn't want to play games.

"No. I'm trying to sleep."

"But you are awake now. You've been talking so that means you are awake." I so hated this person right now. Damn them and their reason. To make them happy I blinked open my eyes. My vision was blurry and I felt groggy but it wasn't as bad as when I was in the clearing.

"What happened to me? Why can't I see clearly?" With how my vision was acting I was starting to worry that it might be permanent or that I might become blind.

"You passed out and hit your head when I revealed myself to you. You managed to cut open the back of your head-"

"What?!" I screamed cutting off the person from what they were saying.

How long had I been out? Am I still bleeding? Is that why I can't see straight? All these questions were bouncing around inside my head but I kept my mouth shut so the person could continue.

"Yes, you cut it open on the rocks when you feel," Oh the irony of that statement. It was almost like the dream I had... "You managed to give yourself a minor concussion but with time it will be healed. Your vision problems are most likely a result of the concussion. I believe they should go away when the concussion does." * A/N: I'm making this up as I go... I don't know if this would be a real result of a concussion or not but oh well. It's my story :P *

I was struggling for air as everything came flooding back to me. "I-I..."

"You what?" The person in front of me blurred more as my vision cut in and out.

"I... I can't breathe..." My words came out as gasps as I struggled to get air into my lungs. If I were to die now my life would have been a waste.

My parents had only cared for themselves and their reputations. They sent their only daughter, and only child in fact, to a mental asylum because they didn't want anyone to know what was wrong with her. I had never been told by them or anyone else that I was loved. I had found someone that could potentially love me, yet he turns out to be some sort of demon. Why can't I be like on of those girls on those T.V. shows with the perfect lives?

"You're going into shock. Just keep your breathing even and don't panic. If you keep calm you will make it through this."

"Oh-kay..." The word came out a sigh as I tried to keep calm like I was told. But nothing is as easy as it is said...

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During my struggle for air a doctor came into the room. I tried to kick and scream but my limbs felt heavy and I had no air in my lungs to scream with.

"Don't panic, Anna. I'm here to help you." If looks could kill he would be dead on the floor. I had my face put into a menacing glare but with the pain I was in it probably came out as a grimace. There was no way I would let any kind of doctor near me.

"My name is not Anna. It is Annatashia. Now get out. I don't want nor do I need your help." My words came out a low growl as I said them.

"I'm just trying to do my job and that's helping you." The doctor frowned as he said it, almost as if he was trying to convince himself of the same thing.