I woke up feeling very weak, I tried to stand up but fell back hard on the tiny bed. Why was everywhere breathing in drugs? Was I in a hospital? I turned around to find my Dad sleeping on the empty couch in the room uncomfortably. Slowly his eyes opened as he stags towards me with multiple questions, I knew I couldn't answer any because of the little pain I felt.
"Where exactly did you go last night? What happened? Why did you bleed so much?" he inquired, caressing my hands gently. "Do you feel okay? Maybe I should get the doctor, " he asked as some gashes slipped my eyes, I was making my dad worry.
He was a single Dad doing everything possible to blend in with the humans to give me a good life but I was here adding more to his issues. "Water," I mumbled quietly as he rushed to the tabl
