I feel groggy, really groggy, and spacy... I can hear a beep and I feel something heavy on me. On reflex I tighten my hands and close my eyes tighter, wait, something is wrapped around my right hand. It's warm and soft, and whatever is heavy on my body is also warm.
Opening my eyes slowly I take in all the white 'white... and it's really bright in here...' I glance to my left, there's a window and a curtain around me. I feel my heart start to race 'What the fuck happened to me?' My eyes go wide in alarm and I look to my right.
My eyes land on a familiar head resting next to me and I spot a hand on mine, several thick blankets are lying on me. Heart rate slowing, I can hear it in the beeps, glancing up at my right I spot the machine and IV.
The person to my right shifts and I feel warmth as my head clears and becomes fully aware, that's when I feel a mild burning sensation in my left shoulder. I ignore it to smile a little at my Mom who looks at me tiredly, then blinks away the sleep to nearly jump.
"Kimberly! Your awake! How do you feel?" She asks quickly standing at my side, I watch her free hand come up to my face and feel the warmth on my cheek.
"Spacy and a little groggy... and warm... and-" I turn my head to look at my left side where the mild burning sensation is coming from. "What?"
"Oh, Jason said you were attacked, he was here yesterday when we arrived," Mom says and I turn my head to look at her.
Confused, "attacked?" An image of Rita in my room flashes in my mind and my heart skips a beat. "Yesterday?"
Mom nods and takes a seat closer to me, her thumb stroking my hand to try to help sooth me, but it doesn't help the chill that goes up my spine at remalling a long sharp nail on my skin.
"Yes, his father found you with the Power Rangers at the docks, he said the Red Ranger appeared to have given you CPR. You had lost a lot of blood and he rushed you here, Jason came to our place, found your health card in your purse, our number in your phone and called us. You've been here a day and a half recovering, the nurses have been commenting on your shoulder," Mom explains and images and voices go through my mind.
Shoving Trini out of harms way... the staff going into my left shoulder, I self consiously pull my right hand for my shoulder but my Mom's hand is still holding it. Billy assuring me I'll be okay, Trini calling out to Rita, telling her to let me go. I close my eyes sub consiously at the memory of her nail moving along my skin.
"Does it hurt?" Mom asks and I look at her, worry in her eyes, she must have asked me more than once while I was reflecting.
"Just a mild ache... why? What did the nurses say?" I ask and wonder how much my coin has sped up the healing. My heart skips a beat and that's when I remember reaching for it, fighting to get my coin back, I look around for it self consiously to suddenly spot it on the night stand next to my Mom.
"They're shocked at how fast your shoulder is healing, they believe an object may have impaled you. However they have no way to prove it, your body is healing from the wound remarkably fast. The doctor thinks that whatever the woman did to you, must have hit a main vein or something, I can't remember the specifics honestly," Mom admits. No doubt hearing your daughter had been attacked and brought to hospital with major blood loss was traumatizing enough to absorb.
"I'd... I would rather not remember what happened," I admit, "it's... a bit of a blur... I don't remember a lot," not a total lie. She nods as we hear a knock on the door.
Jason walks in, "hi, you're up! How do you feel?" He asks, his eyes going wide at the sight of her being alert, from the looks of things. Renewed enthusiasm.
I take a slow breath as though to control the pain in my shoulder and realize it really doesn't hurt very much. Looking up at him and smiling, "pretty good, actually, just a mild burning ache," I answer in honesty as it looks as though my Mom's grip might have tightened in concern if I had said it was worse.
"Thank goodness, the look of your room gave me a scare, but I've been told to pass on a message," Jason smiles taking a chair near my bed before looking at my Mom. "The Red Ranger has assured me that he's keeping an eye on Kimberly, to be sure Rita doesn't make a second attempt on her and they're going to take turns."
Jason turns his attention to me, hearing that each of my friends are watching over me, either from the hospital room or outside, brings a newfound comfort. to sound cracheesy, but I can feel myself relax that little bit extra, a warmth in my stomach knowing that they, my friend's have my back.
"They're hunting for her whereabouts and my Dad assures me, from what he saw first hand, she is in good hands," Jason takes my free hand and I smile at him. Boy he can be a sap, I know he's saying it to help comfort my Mom, but at the same time, I'm happy right now to have over protective friend's. And to call them my heroes.
I hope you enjoyed my story! Please tell me what you thought.
-SLITH