I open my eyes. I am a squirmy wormy. All wet. Shut up! All that was a dream? So livid? So real?
I groan in frustration. Daddy is not here. Penny is not here. The damn needle is still attached to me.
I still can't believe that was a dream!
My hand smarts. Where the f**k is the doctor?
I realize I am so frustrated that I am not in my headspace anymore. I am about to shout out for daddy when I come up with a plan.
Daddy is not here. Penny is not here. No nurses. No doctors. Why don't I just take the damn drip off myself? I slowly use my left hand to remove the tape in my right when someone catches hold of my hands. I look up startled.
"What the hell do you think you are doing Sansa?" daddy says looking super mad.
"I... I.. Iumm.. I am hungry." I mutter nonsense.
He secures the tape
