The hospital

28 1 3
                                    

I awoke to find white floors, white beds and white ceilings, just complete white. What kind of building is decorated full on white, I felt something holding my hand, I turned to see Samir there,"Wa where am I?"
"Westwood park hospital, you were unconscious, covered with punching and kicking marks, bruises..." I moved and winced,"Yes, you also have a broken leg." I saw the massive cast on my right leg, it hurt and felt weird,"What happened, what caused you to get hurt like this?" I searched my mind for the vivid memory,
"A gang punched and kicked me unconscious," I held his hand tighter it made me warm inside, it was nice to have him next to me and caring for me,
"What gang? Boys, girls or both?"
"Girls," I still had the image of Charlotte kneeling before me gleefully, I shuddered,
"Are you cold?"
"No, I'm fine. I think," Samir was beginning to look more thoughtful, he had to find out what gang of girls did this to me,
"What gang of girls, was there a leader?" I was starting to get a bit scared and worried inside, the warmth was beginning to fade away. Samir could see I was starting to be scared,"Come on Terri, it's just a name. You can tell me." He gave me a caring and comforting smile. It gave me a bit of confidence to tell him, but I still didn't want to tell him,
"She told them to do it, to do this to me."
"Who though, who told them to do it?!" Anger started to appear in his voice, I had to tell him. I started to feel more scared. I whispered whilst staring down at the cheap hospital bedsheets in shame,
"(Charlotte...)" His eyes widened then they narrowed with his eyebrows, he rose up,
"I'm going to KILL HER!" He started to storm out towards the exit, I begged,
"Samir! Samir!" Tears started to form in my eyes,"(Samir!...)" I was left in my bed crying, why did I have to tell him? Why?......

(Samir's POV)
As I stormed away I heard Terra crying out for me, why did I ignore her? But I needed to have a word with Charlotte. I picked up my phone and, dialled her phone number!
"Hello this is Charlotte Brittle, what do you need?"
"Charlotte this is Samir, we need to talk,"
"(Sequel!!) Yayayayayay, you've finally called me on my phone yay!"
"Yeh yeh, we need to talk. Meet me at the local park, and bring you gang with you."
"Sure, what time?"
"20 minutes, see you there. Bye."
"Bye-bye honey,"
"DON'T call me that!"
"Fine! Bye." She hung up, seriously what is wrong with that girl?! I headed towards the park waiting to confront Charlotte.

The grass and fire benderWhere stories live. Discover now