#Chapter546

Help

Pax

I woke up and looked around, noticing the hospital room. I went to raise my arm with something preventing me, then I saw it, restraints. What the hell?

“I see that you’re awake. How was your nap?” Someone asked.

I looked to see Larkin sitting in a chair next to the bed.

“I don’t call stuck in a hospital bed with restraints enjoying a nap,” I replied.

Larkin stood up and put her hands on the rail of the hospital bed.

“Why am I here?” I questioned.

“Because you need help. You have PTSD from when those people attacked you,” Larkin told me.

I looked at her....