Chapter 47
Clarice was vaguely aware of the voices around her, her eyes were still closed and she couldn't make out who the voices belonged to. Her head was banging, and her whole body felt numb, she tried to remember what had happen, but it was in vain. The voices were closer now, she thought she could hear Ardelia, and someone else, they where talking over her.
Clarice still couldn't make out what they where talking about, and she tried to open her eyes, but as soon as they let in just a little light, she chose against it. The light was just too bright. Her troth was dry as the desert, and her mouth was as cotton. She tried to speak but there was no voice to do it with.
Clarice fought to keep her self-awake, she wanted to know what the hell was going on, and where she was. Clarice tried not to think of the dream and about him, for it had to be a dream. She didn't complete that train of thought, she didn't want to. It was almost impossible to believe that she could be happy with him, much more in love.
Clarice felt how the light slowly dissipated from the room and she tried again to open her eyes, this time it worked, it took a few minutes for her sight to return, the voices she had heard earlier were gone, and Clarice wondered if she had passed out again.
Clarice noticed that she was in a hospital bed, in a single room; there was a chair over by the window. It was dark outside, not even the moon was out. Clarice sat up in the bed, briefly discussing whether or not she should try her feet for balance. She swung her feet over the side of the bed, and felt the cold floor beneath her feet. So far so good, Clarice thought.
As slowly as possible, Clarice put weight on her feet and before she even knew it she was standing. She noticed that her left arm was in gaze. And again she tried to remember what had happen. She padded over to the mirror and at the sight she was frightful, her face was all yellow and blue, she had a rift down her jaw line, and her left side was all swollen up except from her eyes.
She walked towards the door, set out on the mission to find out what the hell had happen to her. She didn't get far down the hall before she was stopped by a nurse, whom looked as chocked as Clarice had been when she had looked in the mirror.
The nurse quickly followed Clarice back to her room, and went to find the doctor. They returned shortly after, the nurse, a couple of what Clarice thought to be doctors.
"Ahh you're awake miss Starling. How do you feel?" Clarice but down on a laugh, it was so comical, and yet they always had to ask just that. "Thirsty like hell." The doctor on the left nodded and the nurse disappeared out the door only to a few seconds later return with a glass of water she handed to Clarice.
As the water made it's way through her system Clarice felt a wave of energy. "What happen?" it was the only question Clarice so desperately sought an answer after. The doctors exchanged looks, as if to decide who should answer.
"Well miss Starling you where hit by a car almost one week ago, and have since then been in a coma like sleep." Clarice was in shock; she had been out a week. The car accident didn't surprise her. "I don't remember it happening." "That is not so usual miss Starling. Maybe it will come back to you later or not at all, but you shouldn't worry about that though, it won't help to force the memory." The doctor on the right said. Clarice felt dizzy again, and suddenly all she wanted was to be home in her own bed. "When can I go home?" the doctors looked surprised that she would even think to suggest such a thing. "Well we would like to keep you at lest a couple of nights, just to be on the safe side."
Clarice was getting annoyed. "I would like to home." "We can't force you to stay miss Starling, but it would be advisable to stay." The doctors were speaking in vain; Clarice was already finding her clothes.
Shortly after she was sitting in cab, on the way to her duplex. Still in wonder as to what has happened, and what those dreams was about.
A/N too all my readers of this little fic I am truly sorry for taking this long to post, but I have had a block, I still have it, to a mild degree so I have no idea as to when the next chapter will be up. I wanted to thank you all for all the advice you have given..... So read on, I hope to have the next chapter up soon. Oh and don't forget to review it is what gives me ideas to go on.
Ta ta
guber
Clarice was vaguely aware of the voices around her, her eyes were still closed and she couldn't make out who the voices belonged to. Her head was banging, and her whole body felt numb, she tried to remember what had happen, but it was in vain. The voices were closer now, she thought she could hear Ardelia, and someone else, they where talking over her.
Clarice still couldn't make out what they where talking about, and she tried to open her eyes, but as soon as they let in just a little light, she chose against it. The light was just too bright. Her troth was dry as the desert, and her mouth was as cotton. She tried to speak but there was no voice to do it with.
Clarice fought to keep her self-awake, she wanted to know what the hell was going on, and where she was. Clarice tried not to think of the dream and about him, for it had to be a dream. She didn't complete that train of thought, she didn't want to. It was almost impossible to believe that she could be happy with him, much more in love.
Clarice felt how the light slowly dissipated from the room and she tried again to open her eyes, this time it worked, it took a few minutes for her sight to return, the voices she had heard earlier were gone, and Clarice wondered if she had passed out again.
Clarice noticed that she was in a hospital bed, in a single room; there was a chair over by the window. It was dark outside, not even the moon was out. Clarice sat up in the bed, briefly discussing whether or not she should try her feet for balance. She swung her feet over the side of the bed, and felt the cold floor beneath her feet. So far so good, Clarice thought.
As slowly as possible, Clarice put weight on her feet and before she even knew it she was standing. She noticed that her left arm was in gaze. And again she tried to remember what had happen. She padded over to the mirror and at the sight she was frightful, her face was all yellow and blue, she had a rift down her jaw line, and her left side was all swollen up except from her eyes.
She walked towards the door, set out on the mission to find out what the hell had happen to her. She didn't get far down the hall before she was stopped by a nurse, whom looked as chocked as Clarice had been when she had looked in the mirror.
The nurse quickly followed Clarice back to her room, and went to find the doctor. They returned shortly after, the nurse, a couple of what Clarice thought to be doctors.
"Ahh you're awake miss Starling. How do you feel?" Clarice but down on a laugh, it was so comical, and yet they always had to ask just that. "Thirsty like hell." The doctor on the left nodded and the nurse disappeared out the door only to a few seconds later return with a glass of water she handed to Clarice.
As the water made it's way through her system Clarice felt a wave of energy. "What happen?" it was the only question Clarice so desperately sought an answer after. The doctors exchanged looks, as if to decide who should answer.
"Well miss Starling you where hit by a car almost one week ago, and have since then been in a coma like sleep." Clarice was in shock; she had been out a week. The car accident didn't surprise her. "I don't remember it happening." "That is not so usual miss Starling. Maybe it will come back to you later or not at all, but you shouldn't worry about that though, it won't help to force the memory." The doctor on the right said. Clarice felt dizzy again, and suddenly all she wanted was to be home in her own bed. "When can I go home?" the doctors looked surprised that she would even think to suggest such a thing. "Well we would like to keep you at lest a couple of nights, just to be on the safe side."
Clarice was getting annoyed. "I would like to home." "We can't force you to stay miss Starling, but it would be advisable to stay." The doctors were speaking in vain; Clarice was already finding her clothes.
Shortly after she was sitting in cab, on the way to her duplex. Still in wonder as to what has happened, and what those dreams was about.
A/N too all my readers of this little fic I am truly sorry for taking this long to post, but I have had a block, I still have it, to a mild degree so I have no idea as to when the next chapter will be up. I wanted to thank you all for all the advice you have given..... So read on, I hope to have the next chapter up soon. Oh and don't forget to review it is what gives me ideas to go on.
Ta ta
guber
