Hey, people reading this! Thanks for checking this out, and please enjoy! Yes, I know that this is pretty bad, but it's kinda old and will most likely just be this one chapter, unless I finish some other stories and decide what to write next :) -Envy
(Henrietta/Rosalia POV)
As my eyes opened, I was blinded by white. White tables, white chairs, white bed sheets, pillows, white walls, white ceilings. White everything. White, my least favorite color. White, the perfect color to stain red.
"Rosalia dear? Are you awake?" a small woman wearing white walked into my room and propped me up in my bed.
"How do you feel?"
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"Are you hungry?"
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"Dear? Would you mind saying something please?" her voice had the slightest hint of vexation in it, masked by a thin layer of honey.
"Yes, I do mind." My voice was raspier than I had thought it would be, my throat didn't hurt that much. I felt my lower stomach, which was aching subtly. "What did you do to me?"
"After what happened, we were forced to remove your uterus, because, you might not remember, but you were-"
"Yes, I remember that perfectly, thank you." I said coldly.
The lady picked me up (without notice) and plopped me down in a wheelchair, not bothering to be remotely gentle with my dilapidated body. My reflection shocked me when we passed the bandages all over, a stupid white hospital dress barely staying on my emaciated body.
The food in the hospital cafeteria was horrible, and the iced tea was bland enough to be described as white. I hated it.
It seemed that I wasn't the only one not enjoying lunch- there was a girl on the other side of the table that was playing around with her food.
"So you don't like it either?" I stuck an over-boiled potato into my mouth and forced it down.
She looked at me, and I was surprised to see that she looked pretty healthy, maybe a car accident. But her eyes told a different story- they were a bright blue, but looked far away, misty and emotionless.
"No, not really. What happened to you?" her eyes wandered to my stump of an arm.
"My family was attacked. Everyone killed but me. And then, as if it wasn't bad enough already, they decided to torture and rape me. Yeah, that was fu-un."
She grimaced. "I was kidnapped by the Mafia and taken to a place that produced snuff films. So you can probably tell what happened to me."
"You look pretty healthy, though."
"Yeah? Well, I have been here for about three weeks. Hard to keep track in here. I also wish that they'd add a bit more color to this place. At least this ward- it is the children's ward, after all."
"What's your name? You'd think we'd have introduced ourselves already. Mine's Rosalia."
"My name's Violetta. I don't think my parents could have chosen a worse name for me. Do I look like a Violetta to you?"
I smiled, something that felt alien to the muscles in my cheeks. "I think you do. It's a pretty name, and it fits you perfectly."
She smiled. "I think Rosalia's pretty, too. But if it was my name, I probably wouldn't like it."
"You think? Well, I guess you're right." I shoved a piece of dry chicken into my mouth and forced it down with the "iced tea".
Violetta twirled one of her long blonde ponytail around her finger and sighed. "Heard that someone's coming later today to see if they want to adopt me. Wonder if they're gonna be nice…"
I laughed. "I sure hope so. Wouldn't want you to be taken in by some nut case, now, would we?"
Oh, how clueless we were to how drastically our lives were going to change in the next few weeks.