Chapter Two: Needles

Chapter Two

I wake up in a pool of my own blood. Still in same damn place, I guess it wasn’t a dream, damn. How wet I feel lying in the blood. I try to think. My mind won’t let me think about my own memories. What the hell is my name? The anger of not knowing is killing me. The pain in my stomach is setting in, it’s almost unbearable. Suddenly and violently, images flooded my mind. A car. A stunning black haired woman with the most amazing hazel eyes. A knife. A empty house. I snap back to reality. What the hell was that? What does those things mean? I feel sick and I throw up more blood. I hear voices through the wall. I look up at the ray of light. Its blinding to my eyes. Just then, the door burst open. Two men come in, I turn to get away. They grab me and force me on my stomach; I feel a large pain in my arm. The room starts to fade. Damn, I think I have been drugged. I hate needles.

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[Krystal Nicole]

Cool!! LOVED it, and as always, great read!