Zinnia
My eyes gently fluttered open to an annoying beeping noise and voices that sounded like echoes in a haunted house. I go to sit upright and take in my surroundings, but I am abruptly stopped, one by the terrible ache in my head and my body, and two by strong rough hands holding me back in place.
I look in the direction of the annoying beeping sound. Above me, stood a woman in a white coat, holding a huge needle which she pierced through the intravenous fluid, instantly making my body weak, but at the same time, relieving me of any pain I felt.
My eyelids are suddenly heavy. I am barely able to see the woman retreat and mumble something to the owner of the big and rough hands holding me. Then, a shadow hovers over me. The face of the man who was once my stalker comes into view.
He
