Confusions

>>Hazel

I woke up with a terrified gasp and immediately sat up while a shiver went down my spine.

Drops of sweat rolled down my neck and forehead as I breathed heavily. 

My eyes frantically scanned the room which was now empty.

Hesitantly, I turned my head and looked around. The room was empty, there was no one there but me.

I took a sigh of relief and calmed down a bit.

I let out a soft breath and looked down at the back of my arms that were resting on my thighs.

Wait- 

A sudden realization came to me as I stared at them.

I’m free?!

I shot my head back at the bed’s headboard where I was previously tied with a chain but now, there was nothing there.

Just the plain old frame back.

Strange…

I looked at my arms and hands again, the IV drip was no longer there either. I turned my head to the side but didn’t see any IV stand either.

What the hell?

I turned my head straight again and noticed something different.

Bandages?

I blinked a few times to make sure that what I was seeing was right. 

Both my feet were bandaged nicely.

Am I still asleep? I asked myself and half-folded my legs to bring my feet near enough so that I could touch them. With my fingers, I gently traced the outline on my right foot. 

There was no pain, just some slight discomfort.

What happened here?

I tilted my head in confusion.

I thought I was in some serious bat shit, I wasn’t expecting treatment, not after what happened yesterday.

I sighed internally and lowered my eyes a bit, with a calmer mind, I remembered what happened to me before I drifted into unconsciousness.

With Valek’s order, his men surrounded me while I struggled on the bed to get out of the chains which of course didn’t work at all and I was left there hopeless and helpless.

I kept my eyes on them while fear began to engulf my entire being, I was so terrified I started getting nauseous, my insides squeezed together in fear while the men in black suits stared at me with wide open hungry eyes.

I thought I was a goner but that was it.

I got scared out of my wits but they didn’t move. They stood their ground while my head started feeling unbearably heavy, there wasn’t any pain, it just felt very weighty. Sleep began to take over and soon enough I drifted into the darkness of slumber. 

I’m guessing that was because of the IV that I was given because there is literally no other reason or answer to why I just fell asleep in that situation.

But, why did they just stand there? 

I mean, I’m glad they just stood there and didn’t do anything but was that all?

Suddenly, anxiety and fear rose in my chest as I realized something might have happened when I fell unconscious.

Immediately, I stood up from the bed and did some kegel exercises.

No, I stood up straight.

There’s no pain, I looked at myself, no mark.

There was no sign of anyone even touching me and that exact same thing left me bewildered. They really didn’t do anything?

I took a deep breath then sat back down on the bedside and thought about it.

Was Valek’s only purpose to instill fear? He seems like a very cruel person though. It’s because he looks and feels so scary, I thought I was going to lose all my dignity. 

He gave a direct order in front of me after all. 

Perhaps… I put my right-hand fingers on my chin.

Did he tell them beforehand only to scare me?

I was still in the middle of thinking when I noticed something.

Wait.

What is this?

I noticed a white wound dressing on the front side of my left arm just below the wrist.

What the hell is this? There was no injury there, not even a scratch, so why is this place dressed?

In the moment of confusion, I grabbed the dressing and ripped it off of my arm.

“Ow!” I hissed in pain after tearing it off and I soon realized why. 

There was a fresh stitch there, neatly sewn and locked in place.

My eyes went wide as I stared at it in utter disbelief and confusion. Not just because of the stitch, but also because I could feel something there.

Oh. My. God.

I finally got it. My arm was slightly cut, something was placed in and then it was sewn back again.

A weird feeling started swelling up in my chest and I couldn’t help but furrow my eyebrows closer in tension.

What was it? What did he put in me? That bastard! What is he planning?!?!

God! Just looking at it is making me so uncomfortable. It looked so ugly and was itching so much.

It made me so furious I bit my lower lip and clenched my fists tightly. I was so mad I wanted to punch something or someone.

Just then, someone knocked on the door. 

The sound immediately brought me back to reality and I tensed up but didn’t answer.

Who was it? Who could it be?!

There was another knock but I refused to speak up. So many confusing things happened and at the moment I didn’t want to see a face I was hating but of course, my wishes weren’t answered.

The door handle started turning and all I could do was stare at it as it was being opened.