Epic 34: Water Logged
Honestly I felt like hell. Actually the more accurate description was I felt like a half drowned cat. I crawled from the water coughing. "Out of the pool and into the rain." I muttered through deep gasps of air, staying on my hands and knees. I was soaked, shaking and ache-y. "Oh, damn Heartless." I grumbled getting precariously to my feet as I tried to clear my vision of at least some of the water. I coughed a little again before looking around. I'd landed in the back yard of some poor unfortunate suburban family. That wasn't creepy at all. I fished around in my pocket which was rather difficult with it being soaked.
I shook out some of the water from my cell and opened it. I was greeted by a black screen. I sighed rolling my eyes and shoving it back into my pocket walking up to the backdoor and rapping on the glass. It took a moment before a man pulled the curtain back holding a bat. He furrowed his brows at me and turned on the light. His eyes widened and he threw open the door.
"Stars above!" He gasped looking me over. "Get in here!" He commanded tugging me inside. I saw a woman and kid standing a ways behind him, all of them in their PJ's. The woman gasped eyes widened.
"Oh my she's bleeding!" She gasped hurrying over to catch my elbow. I blinked and absently looked myself over, then notice a soft throbbing on my temple. I touched it lightly before examining my finger tips. Sure enough there was blood.
"Oh… shit…" I breathed and passed out.
I woke up a little while later, a little dazed and confused. "Mom! Mommy she's awake!" I flinched at the volume.
"Shh, Edmund, she sensitive." Mother said coming up as I sat up.
"How do you feel dear?" she asked sitting on the ottoman beside the couch I was laying on.
"Um," I rubbed my temples. "Not…horrible?" I asked. She laughed lightly.
"Look my way." She ordered pulling my chin gently around to face her. Shining a light in my eyes the way doctors do. "You've got a mild concussion, and a ding on your temple." She said setting the light down. "Not enough for stitches thank goodness, just a band-aid." She laughed a little at the confusion on my face. "I'm a nurse. Name's Cindy."
"Thank you, I'm Arienn."
"Oh I know who you are Miss Richards." I blinked at her rapidly. "I'm an art fanatic," she said sheepishly.
"Ah." I nodded swinging my legs over the edge, crinkling my nose a little at the wet clothes.
Cindy mimicked my expression. "I can lend you something while we throw those in the dryer Miss Richards."
"That would be great." I admitted standing. She stood too holding my elbow again since I teetered a little. "And please, call me Arienn."
Cindy leant me a bathrobe while she washed and dried my clothes. I spent twenty minutes trying to get a hold of Jordan, or Gwen, or someone. I couldn't. I sighed sitting back thinking. "Axel…" I furrowed my brow. I was pretty sure he was okay. I just had no idea where he was. Where anyone was actually. I rubbed my temples. The last time I didn't know where he was, I'd almost lost him…"Stay out of trouble moron." I muttered to him.