Lindy's POV
I wake up.
Immediately, the pain hits me. I have to bite my tongue so I don't scream. I croak out,"Hello?" but it comes out as a gurgle.
Either way, a blur of light rushes into the room.
"Lindy?" the voice says.
I try to ask,"Who are you?" but it I only get a choking gasp.
"It's me, Logan," he says.
Oh, god. He knows, doesn't he?
Too embarrassed to speak, I pull up the covers and hide under them, but Logan pulls them back with ease. Jasmine, Garrett, and Delia run in.
"Are you okay?" Delia asks. I try to get out of bed, but I fall limply to the ground. Garrett lifts me back up. I try to get out of bed again. I can stand, btu barely. I limp along the wall and try to get out the door when Logan stops me.
"Why?" he asks.
One word. So much meaning.
I turn back. Logan stops me again.
"Why?" he asks again. I limp out of the room. Jasmine presses the button for the doctor. A nurse comes over and pulls me back.
"Stop," the nurse says. I try to go away, but the nurse and Garrett coerce me back into bed. I try to struggle, but I know I won't be able to get out.
So I try a different option.
I make sure I can, then I throw a punch into Garrett's face. I walk out of bed with a lot less resistance than before.
Then something sharp presses against my arm.
I pull it out, but I already feel sleepy. I walk over to the door before black spots appear behind my eyes. I make it three more steps before everything goes black.
A/N-How'd you like this one? New style, new POV!
