My head swam around me as I lay with my eyes closed trying to work out
if I could open them without getting travel sick. My limbs were all incredibly
heavy and weighted me to my bed making it impossible to move without the fear I
would break the bed and sink through the floor until I burned at the center of
the earth.
“My head,” I tried to moan to anyone who would listen but
it sounded more like a maze of different sounds, the syllables I was trying to
make out coming out in the wrong order.
“It’s the sedative.” I heard someone say from beside my bed who sounded like Edward. I
opened my eyes to check but instantly regretted it as the ward around me whirled
“You would be
better off trying to sleep it off for a bit longer.” Edward said gently touching my hand. Even his
skin felt funny against mine like he had on rubber gloves or something. “They gave you a fairly big dose.”
I groaned ignoring him pushing with all my might up against all the
invisible weights that had me glued into the contours of my mattress, I didn’t
want to sleep longer. I didn’t like sleeping at all, bad things lurked in the
back my head. They came out to play when my eyes were closed.
“No, at least stay
laid down for a bit,” Edward insisted
pushing me back down onto the bed. A feather could have knocked me out and soon
even though I protested it all the way I drifted back into an uncomfortable
sleep. What the hell had they drugged me with?
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