**Marlene's POV**
I feel pain going through my arm and leg for what feels like forever. My head also feels like it's in a vise. I am trying so hard to open my eyes but they are too heavy. I can hear so many sounds around me, the beeping from machines, and people talking, but they seem far away. Then I can hear someone crying softly, I don't know who it is but I can almost physically feel their sadness. Suddenly I hear a door open and close softly before my hand is in another and I feel the warm sparks and can tell it was Jake. He was the only one who could make me feel like that.
I think back to what was going on before I wound up in this bed unable to open my eyes. What was it he was going to tell me? Why was I being so difficult? They were just trying to help and protect me, for what reasons, I don't know. I am a bit of a control freak sometimes and this is where it keeps getting me, into trouble and hurt. Maybe this is a wake up call that I should take and learn to stop trying to control everything. I started to feel like I was floating again and my soul was being taken away. I fought so hard to stay, but the more I tried the harder it was to stay so, I let go.
Dream 4 -
My eyes were open but I wasn't in the hospital bed, this time I was outside playing in a sandbox. Huh, that's weird, why would I be in a sandbox? I look down at my hands and they are tiny. This must be a memory! I look around quickly hoping to get a glimpse of my parents. No one was around, so I kept playing and waiting. I suddenly felt like I was being watched, I looked around and noticed a wolf staring at me from the woods. I get a bad feeling and the smell coming from him is nasty. I try to stand up to run, but trip over my feet. I try to scream but nothing comes out as I feel someone grab me. After that memory everything shifted to me sitting in a chair and a man with a very large scar on his face holding a syringe in his hand. He was walking towards me but I couldn't move. He injected something into my arm and it burned so bad. It felt like that memory kept replaying over and over but I started to notice he was changing every time. So this must have happened to me for a long time. It was at that realization that I felt my body become weaker.
After watching this happen for so long it suddenly changed again, now I was laying in bed. I thought I was finally awake and tried to open my eyes. This time it wasn't hard, but it was because I wasn't yet awake. I look up to see my parents standing at the foot of the hospital bed and they start to talk to me, telling me I was in a car accident but wouldn't remember anything before about my life.
The room started to spin and everything went dark.
Some time past and I felt the pain in my arm and leg again and knew I was back in real time. I was wrapping my mind around what I had dreamt, or rather remembered. When I felt the weight lift from my eyes. When I opened them I saw Sarah and Derek at the foot of my bed with looks of concern that quickly turned to soft smiles. I turn to see Jake with his head laying on the bed, his hand holding mine. He doesn't look asleep, he looks defeated. So I started rubbing the back of his hand with my thumb and he instantly jumped up and stares at me. At first he was confused then concern cross his eyes before finally he broke out in a huge grin.
I couldn't stop staring at him as I heard Sarah open the door and call for a doctor.
The doctor came in and told me I would need to wear a cast on my ankle and arm for a few weeks. He asked me a bunch of questions about what I remembered of the accident. I told him everything except for my dreaming. I still need to figure out what it all meant. After a few rounds of questions and some pain meds I was able to leave. Jake never left my side. He looked tired, but I was afraid to ask how long I was out and if he had gotten any sleep.
Jake pushed the wheel chair out to the waiting car that Derrick was waiting at for us. "Hey Mar, How are you feeling?" He asked. "I am doing ok, thank you Derrick." I replied giving him a small smile. Jake helped me into the back before getting in beside me, he was unusually quiet, which made me nervous. Was what he was going to tell me the other night time sensitive? Without overthinking it I asked Jake, "Sorry I didn't get to ask my questions last night. Can we talk now? I still want to know everything." I noticed his shoulders stiffened for a brief moment. Before he sighed and turned to face me.
"Mar, did the doctor tell you how long you were out?" He asked and I had to shake my head. The doctor didn't tell me which I thought was odd. He took a long deep breath before meeting my gaze again. "Mar, you were out for almost 3 weeks. We didn't know if you were coming back to us. The doctor said you lost a lot of blood and he didn't really expect you to make it. Then all of the sudden, two days ago your vitals grew strong. I had hoped that you would come back to me, I was so scared to lose you." I didn't know what to say so I nodded and turned towards the window. The rest of the ride was quiet.