"Why do I need to do this anyway?" James rolled his eyes and remained standing.
~Hospital to Forget~ {what happens when you start to remember?} (CLOSED for now)
She grabbed her things to draw, then hurried to Marya's room. When she came in, she knocked on the wall and held up the bread.
"To get better. If you don't take your medication, you'll never get better which mean I'll be stuck with you forever. Now sit."
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“Oh. Um, at least you’re almost done?”, Rafael replied uncertainly, eyes traveling around the room. Poor guy.
The bed creaked as Marya stepped off from it, taking a small step. Her bare legs under her hospital gown wobbled a bit at the slight pain that came from the bullet hole in her thigh. She walked towards the door, hoping to call a nurse for some food.
"Is being stuck with me such a pain," James grinned at him.
"Marya," Loriana said softly, confused she didn't see her at first. "I have some bread for you."
He unfolded his arms. "If you don't sit James, I'll make you. So be a good boy and take a seat so you can get your medication."
"Bread?" the words felt strange in her mouth, like she hadn't talked for a while. "I like bread."
"No," he remained standing, "Why do I need medicine anyway?"
"We just went over this. If you don't take your medicine you won't get better. Don't you want to get better?"
"No," James responded.
She nodded and gently helped Marya back to bed as she pulled over a little tray and set the bread, a cup of soup, and then took a cup and went to get her some water. "I got you some stuff to draw with too!"
"And why is that James? You want to be I'll and pitied and sympathized for the rest of your life?"
"My friend liked to draw. I don't….I don't remember his name." Marya took a bite of the bread. "He reminds me of something. Of sadness. I don't like being sad."
"Because I don't think I'm actually ill," James glared at him, "I don't ever remember getting sick."
"Are you saying that our top doctors here are wrong and lying to you?" He inquired.
She frowned slightly. "We don't have to draw then, Marya." She brought her back the water. "Do you want me to get us something else? You and I could play chess! Or I can get you more food."
"Yes," James put it simply.
"Sit. It's time for your medication." He pulled out a sanitary wipe and uncapped the syringe.
"I want a book?" she took the water, smiling. There was another feeling, along with the sadness. She didn't know what it was, but it felt warm and fuzzy, like a soft pillow.
"Never," he snarled. Something about the 'medicine' put him off.
"Do I have restrain you again? Can't you just be good for once and not put up a fight?"
"Again, never," James responded quietly moving as far away as he could from Kaden.
He set down the needle and rushed James. He wrapped him in a bear hug, hoping to have restrained most of his limbs. He was tired of getting kicked and punched everyday.
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“Oh. Um, at least you’re almost done?”, Rafael replied uncertainly, eyes traveling around the room. Poor guy.
You still here Topaz?
She smiled brightly now, being able to help Marya. "Yeah! Alright, what book do you want, Marya? I can go get whatever you want!"
"A book about adventure." Marya grabbed the spoon, taking a few sips of the soup. Loriana was good to her.
Tessa paced her room anxiously. Her heart rate had sped up and she couldn't calm down. Just breath. You're fine. Everything's fine. No……..no it's not!
He set down the needle and rushed James. He wrapped him in a bear hug, hoping to have restrained most of his limbs. He was tired of getting kicked and punched everyday.
James fought back, but the bear hug was too strong.