Chapter 1 –My return
I held my breath for as long as I could, maybe if they couldn't hear me, they wouldn't hurt me. There seemed to be multiple footsteps on the stairs, which seemed unusual. Unless he had something special planned for me.
"Rosemarie?" called out a strange voice; the voice was not familiar to me in any way, so I stayed hidden in my corner of the room. The room was a basement with concrete walls and no windows, at least I think it was a basement, it was somewhere underground, and shackles were drilled into the wall at the back, under the stairs, where I was sitting. The rest of the room was quite big, though it certainly didn't have a homely feel to it, there was blood stains splattered against the wall which was only seem when a glimpse of light escaped in to the room and a variety of weapons lined up against the furthest wall, protected by a metal case. This was my 'home' for the past two years.
"Rose? Are you there?" said another voice, this voice I knew; though it was old it was a voice that was etched into my mind.
"Mo-?" my voice croaked, I hadn't had food or water for nearly 2 days, and speaking through my voice was like pushing it through a cheese grater. I slid my body against the concrete floor as much as my shackles could allow me; I needed to get to the light.
"Rose! It is you! Oh my God" called out my mom, I could see figures behind her as she ran to undo my cuffs.
"Hurry up and let's get her out of here" said a voice clearly not moving more forward than 10 feet from me. Then light started emerging in blazes into the room.
My mom cried a lot as she got me out of there, up the stairs and into a gurney, carrying me in her arms like she did when I was a child, I wanted to cry too but I ran out of tears a long time ago.
Cautiously, I woke up to a new environment. It felt so bright against my eyes, I immediately shut them again. I started to feel what was under me, it felt like a bed but with paper sheets, it felt like a hospital. It was the hospital, as I felt the needles and tubes stuck in my arm attached to a thousand different things. I opened my eyes again, this time I had a better time adjusting to the light, my room was empty of people and my eyes continued to wonder until it landed onto a cup of water. There was something stuck under it, it seemed to be a piece of paper with some writing on it.
Tell anyone about me and you and your Dragomir friend is dead.
"Lissa" I gasped at the memory of her. Desperately I drank all the water down and threw away the piece of paper when I heard someone come in; I suddenly coiled back into my bed with the covers up to my shoulders.
"Rose, it me, your mom" She said as she sat down next to me. I looked up at her and saw that Janine Hathaway looked the same but there were some parts of her that looked different. Her eyes and cheeks sunk into her skin, like she had not been sleeping for a long time, while her face showed a new layer of determination that I didn't remember about her.
"I know" I replied blankly
"How are you feeling? The doctor should be here any minute" She asked, holding her hands awkwardly in her lap.
"Decent"
"Do you know what happened?"
"Yeah, I was there for it" I said sarcastically. Before she could speak the doctor came in. She was talking to me about something but I was drifting away into my thoughts. I didn't want to speak with her, nor did I have to.
"- best for everyone if you went back to your school" She finished
"Wait, what? I need to go into school?" I'm not ready to face anyone yet
"Not necessarily into classes, I've spoken with Guardian Petrov and she has agreed to let you stay in between your dorm and with Dr. Olendzki until you are better". This was rude, there was no way my mom was going to let this happen
"Rose" my mother said to me "We have discussed this and we think it is the best option, there's always medical help when you need it and the school can provide someone you can talk to. You have been here for almost a month" she was talking extremely carefully to me like I was fragile or something.
I just stared at her; she couldn't be serious
"Talk to someone?" I asked in a small voice
"Like a professional to talk about… what you've been through" I shook my head
"No" I breathed "I don't want to" I shook my head harder
"Of course, it is completely your choice as well Rose" interrupted the doctor "though we highly encourage it"
"No. I. Don't. Want. To" I said through my teeth. Talking about it will make me remember it and I don't want to remember it.
"Rose you are gonna have to tell us who-" my mom started sternly
"Why don't you discuss this with Guardian Petrov back at school?" the doctor ended the argument
A/N: I haven't done a fanfiction in the first person for a long time so forgive my mistakes. This is really bad at the moment, i don't know why but the more i write this fic the worse my writing gets. I'm doing my best i promise
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