The Letters♡ • Peter Kavinsky

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I jumped up on the hospital bed, wincing. My head was pounding. I rubbed my eyes and for once, wondered where my glasses were.

"Aaaand she's awake!" Brynn shouted next to me, removing her pink bedazzled headphones.

I scowled at her.

Her eyes widened. "Oh sorry..." she whispered.

I looked around the room, hopelessly confused. My brain felt fuzzy and I longed to go outside. "Brynn, help me up."

"Um...there's tubes in your arms, Kiz."

I looked at her like she just told me she was blonde. "I know that. I want to brush my teeth."

"You sure you don't want the nurse?"

"Who wants me?" Emelina strolled in with a cart of food.

"She just wants to get up." Brynn explained.

I scratched my head, pulling my hair up gently and letting it go again. I yawned and stretched my legs slowly, a pterodactyl noise escaping my mouth.

Brynn giggled. "And you complain that I'm too loud."

Emelina held my hands as I let my legs hang off the edge of the bed. I took a deep breath, still tired.

"Just take your time, nice and slow. It's good for you to be up and moving." She encouraged.

I swallowed, my head still pounding slightly. Finally, I put most of my weight on Emelina's soft hands, and pulled myself up.

"Wh-whoa!" My legs were wobbly.

"That's alright, I gotcha."