Emily’s POV:
I awake once again, but this time my head feels fuzzy. Like it’s full of cotton balls. I know I was attacked, but I can’t remember anything. I can’t even think straight, let alone try to remember anything at the moment. The only thing that is making the pain not so bad right now is the fact that thinking makes my head hurt, so I don’t think about anything. I just lay there in the most uncomfortable bed with body aches all over my body.
I look at the I.V. that sits in the back of my hand. It’s attached to a couple bags that hang from a pole just to my left. I slowly feel myself going in and out of sleep. My eyes feel heavy and I want to give in to the drowsiness pulling at me, but at the same time I feel like there are things I need to be a part of going on without me. My fr
