So this is my first chapter of Band Aides Don't Fix Bullet Holes (Bad Blood). I decided to knock this out the way because, ideas of this first chapter were swirling around in my head and if I let it linger on too long, I would forget what to write. I own nothing of Taylor Swift's characters besides the one I might put in this story. I hope you like it. It's a working progress but I figured I give you guys a little treat as I begin to form this story the way I want it. Enjoy and Please Read and Review! Let me know what you think.
~~Blood Is Thicker Than Water ~~
Darkness felt good. I felt cold. I felt numb. It had to be at least 50 degrees in here. I could just open my eyes and see where I am. I couldn't do it though. If I did, then I know it'd be real. My anger, my boiling anger and the burning feeling in my stomach, prevented me from opening my eyes. I felt comfortable in the dark, serene even. I felt safe. Soft whispers towered over me, echoing. I had to be in a hospital. Probably doctors and nurses wondering what happened to me. Wondering why I'm in this state. I mean I did fell off a five story building. Which made me wonder why I'm not in excruciating pain right now? Pain killers?
I should be dead, having a car break your fall isn't something you come back from so easily. But I'm breathing, I'm alive.
"Can you hear me?" A sudden voice echoed around me. It was a woman. I shut my eyes tighter.
"Miss if you're in pain, please respond" Warmth skin formed around my right hand. I didn't squeeze back.
"She is probably in too much pain to react" The voice calmly said. This time I can hear her on the left side of my ear.
"Her vitals seem normal" She was far away from ear shot this time. Who is she talking to? I slowly opened my eyes this time. There she was at the foot of my bed. She was a petite young girl, with expressionless blank face. She was dressed in all white gear that seemed to be high-tech.
"Are you feeling well?" I turned my head slightly to the right and the she was again. There were two. I felt my left arm being grabbed. There she was again checking my pulse.
"Normal pulse rate" The girl said to her identical other.
"Where am I?" I finally spoke. My voice was hoarse.
"Your safe now" I lifted my head to find the soft voice that filled the room from the speakers. I made out five figures, which seemed to be hidden behind a glass squared room. I slight narrowed my eyes to make out the dark figures, but my head started to feel heavy. I was too tired. I rested my head back down as the triplets continued to watch over me. One would stand behind a computer while the other two would walk back and forth randomly touching me if they had to. I lifted my head back up again, and finally looked at myself, black and blue bruises all over my body. A large scar on my thigh, that seemed to heal quite nicely. Still noticeable though. I shut my eyes back tightly again, the burning pain in my stomach still lingers. Darkness felt good.