Rylie's POV
I slowly came to to find myself in a bright white room. My vision was hazy and blurry and I couldn't see well. I could hear conversation around me but couldn't really focus on anything due to the banging in my head.
I tried moving and moaned painfully. Ow, that hurt! Everything hurt. Everywhere hurt.
"Rylie, are you okay? Rylie, speak to me! Open your eyes, Ry," a faintly familiar voice said, large, warm hands gripping my shoulders.
A unbelievable coldness gripped me when the warm hands that gripped me let go. My body ached due to the lack of contact.
"You have to calm down. Healing takes time," I faintly heard a strange voice say. I felt something prick my neck before I faded into darkness again.
Blake's POV
After Rylie was hit in the face by the basketb
