Chapter 4
"Starting my Sentence"
Arriving at the hospital, I was led by the cops into the detox center as I looked around at all the other people who were here to combat their issues. Normally, those who went into detox voluntarily would be processed like any normal patient, but in my mind, I was sent here by the courts, I would be processed like a prisoner about to serve a prison sentence. Well, that was what was going through my mind supposedly, but let's not get ahead of ourselves.
Upon arrival, instead of being processed like a prisoner, I was led into a hospital room with two nurses standing in front of the bed that I was supposedly going to be sleeping in during my stay. I had the handcuffs removed and the officers walked away, leaving me alone with them. I was of course, very nervous at what was going to happen next, but I had to be brave at whatever was coming my way.
"What are you going to do to me?" I asked, nervously, to the nurses.
"It's going to be fine, Mrs. Pataki," the older one said. "We just need to do some processing before we can start your detox. First, we will need you to undress and placed your clothes in this box along with any jewelry or personal items. Then, you will put on the hospital gown that is on your bed."
The thought of undressing in front of the nurses instantly brought me back to the night I was kidnapped by Bob's three ex-employees where I was forced to do the very same thing. I felt a tear coming down my cheek and the other nurse took notice of it.
"Is everything all right, Mrs. Pataki?" asked the younger nurse. "If you want us to step out of the room…
"Yes," I replied, trying to hide the fact that I was afraid to undress in front of other people. "That would be great. It's just that, I was in a situation where I forced to undress in front of three evil men. Doing this would only bring me back memories of that time."
"We need you to understand that you are here so that we could help you," said the older nurse. "We will not hurt you in any way and if you wish to have privacy, then we will honor it. However, we do need to follow hospital protocol. If you want to, we can keep your suit stored until your discharge."
"That would be nice, thank you," I replied nervously. "It's my best outfit, you know."
"We will be waiting outside until you are finished," they said.
So, the nurses stepped out of the bedroom and I was left alone with only the hospital bed and all the other stuff for company. Taking in a heavy sigh, I began to remove my cranberry suit, trying to keep the memories of my captivity out of my mind. The sights of those three perverted men were still in my mind, no matter how hard I tried to keep them out of it.
I first slid off my cranberry high heels from my feet and then sat down on the edge of the bed and slowly pulled off my tan stockings off of my legs, throwing them both into the box. Next, I got back on my feet and slid off my cranberry suit jacket and then, slowly unzipped my cranberry skirt, throwing them both into the box. As I unbuttoned my white blouse and slid it off, I heard the sounds of knocking on my hospital door.
"Are you doing all right, Mrs. Pataki?" called the older nurse. "Let us know when we could come in."
"I'm fine," I cried as I slowly removed the white full slip I was wearing under my suit, tossing it into the box along with my bra and panties, leaving me completely exposed. "I'm almost done."
Finally, I removed the cranberry headband in my hair and took off my cranberry earrings, before hastily throwing on the hospital gown as I opened the door and allowed the nurses to reenter.
"All right, Miriam," the younger nurse said, picking up the box containing my clothes and undergarments. "Right now, we are going to do a couple of tests on you, just so we could understand your health."
So, they gave me a physical examination and also did a complete blood count, to make sure of how much my blood alcohol level was. Given the fact that I was a frequent drinker, I was slightly over the normal levels. After several more tests, I was left alone in my hospital bed with just the silence for company.
"So, here I am," I thought to myself as the sun began to set outside my window. "I am finally going to be confronting the demons that have plagued me for so many years. I'm like Jesus, to an extent. I mean, if he could fast for forty days in the desert, then why I can't I?"
As I laid down in my hospital bed, I had to realize that I can't let the devil's work try to change me. If I hadn't taken that plea, then he would have won over me. I can't let him win, no matter how many times he will try to tempt me. It seemed that I am now in for the fight of my life, a fight that will make my life for the better. My husband is my life, my daughters are my life and I have to fight this for them.
Meanwhile, as I began to fall asleep on the first of my 39 nights here, I hear a strange faint speaking sound out in the distance, almost as if it is a creature slightly growling. I think it is my imagination acting up because the smoothies weren't being consumed, but it is the sounds of the king of hell hiding from me.
"I will make sure that you continue to embrace my power," he whispers. "I will tempt you the same way I tempted your lord and savior."