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"talking"

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Chapter Two: A Hospital Trip

"Hey, what the heck are you doing here?" asked the shorter one. Since the only light in the alley was coming from the street, I couldn't see their faces.

When I didn't reply the shorter one asked again, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm lost," I said, instantly regretting it because the shorter one was walking closer.

'Damn it. Me and my big mouth. Now what the heck am I going to do?' I thought to myself as the shorter one kept walking. Right now, I wasn't about to trust anyone, and my broken ankle put me at a horrible disadvantage.

"What do you want?" I asked while trying my hardest to not let any fear show in my voice. That was the last thing I wanted those two to hear. The fear in my voice.

However, instead of getting an answer, the boy just cocked his head to one side and looked confused. What was so confusing about that question? I asked him again, but still got no response. Now, I was getting annoyed. I know it must look weird, me just sitting here in an alley for no reason, but the kid didn't need to be so rude. He could at least answer me. Before I could tell him off for being so rude, he turned and walked back to where the other person was standing.

'Good,' I thought to myself, 'they're leaving.'

Unfortunately for me, I wasn't that lucky. The boy stopped and was whispering something to the taller one. Once he finished talking, he left the alley at a dead run. The other one just stayed where he was. Not wanting to talk to this person what so ever, I kept my mouth shut and just watched him to see if he would try anything. Under normal circumstances I wouldn't have been quite as irritated and suspicious, but these weren't normal circumstances. After what seemed like half and hour, then smaller boy returned and I was able to hear sirens in the distance. The boy wasn't here a couple seconds before an ambulance showed up.

"You look like you need some medical attention," said the smaller boy.

I looked at him strangely. Besides my broken ankle, what other medical attention did I need? I opened my mouth to say what he meant but no sound came out, which really freaked me out. Why the heck couldn't I talk? I could talk just fine a few minutes ago. That's when it hit me. I had been saying everything inside my head, but the words never actually came out of my mouth. I lightly tapped my head against the brick wall behind me, and gave a gasp of pain. The pain in my head was like someone was trying to pull my brain out of my head.

"Give her some air and sleeping gas to stop the pain," someone said from above me.

Sleeping gas? No, I didn't want sleeping gas. I wanted to stay awake that way I would know if anyone tried to do any freaky experiments on me. Yes, when I am in pain I get really really paranoid. I tried to struggle but my sore limbs and broken ankle hurt to much for me to do a lot of movement. As I was loosing consciousness I heard someone tell me that it would be alright and that I would be taken care of.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself floating above what looked to be a hospital room. I saw nurses and doctors examining someone laying on the bed. The person had all sorts of machines hooked up to them. There was an IV, a heart monitor and even a breathing machine. I slowly came down a bit to hear what the nurses and doctors were saying.

"She was run over by a car that ran a red light," said a nurse with short blond hair that was pulled back into a bun.

"What should I tell the family about her condition, doctor?" asked the nurse with brown hair.

"Tell them the truth. That she's in a coma, and there's a chance that she may not even come out of it," said the doctor.

'Wow, talk about being rather blunt with sad news,' I thought to myself as I watched the three people leave the room.

When they had left, I touched down on the floor, and walked over towards the bed. Who else could have been hit by a car? I looked at the girl, and saw that her face was all scratched up and black and blue. The parts of her face that weren't scratched or bruised were as white as the sheets. Her left arm was in a sling and her right leg was in a cast up to the knee. I couldn't see anything else because she was covered up by a sheet.

Wondering who this horribly banged up girl was, I looked at the clip board, and nearly dropped it in the process. The girl laying in the hospital bed before me, was me. As I looked at myself the only thing that I could think of to do at that moment was scream, and scream I did.

I jolted upwards into a sitting position. I was breathing like I had just run a race and trembling like a leaf in the wind. After I was able to push that horrible dream to the back of my mind, I looked around at my surroundings. I was in a hospital room, and everything was white. I also noticed that my ankle was now in a cast, and that there were bandages around my head. As I looked in the mirror to see what else was bandaged up, when I fell out of my bed from shock. My face had scratches all over it and I had a black eye.

"What happened?" asked a nurse. Funny, I hadn't even heard her come in.

I tried to answer but when I tried to tell her, no sound came out of my mouth.

"Oh, that's right," the nurse said. I could just see the light bulb going off in her head. "You can't speak."

When I heard those words, my eyes widened and my jaw hit the floor. Seeing as I couldn't speak but I wanted to know why I couldn't speak, I grabbed a near by pen and paper.

Why? How long was I out?

"Well, the part of your brain that controls your motor skills has been damaged but not mildly. You should probably get your speech back in a couple weeks, give or take a month. You were also asleep for four days. This was so that your body could sort of recuperate."

A MONTH to get my speech back!? There was no way that I was going to go a whole month without being able to speak. Not being able to speak right now was a pain in the butt. I had so many questions but I couldn't ask any of them because I seriously doubted that the nurse would know. Being asleep for four days wasn't so bad. At least I couldn't hurt myself anymore then I already had. I am a total klutz and have very little coordination.

"The weird thing, though, is that your head looks like it suffered a serious beating. Yet, besides your speech impairment, some bruises, scratches and broken ankle, you seem just fine. Do you remember anything before you woke up in the alley?" the nurse said.

I just shook my head because there was no way I was about to tell this nurse that I had been hit by a car, transported to another world and ended up in the alley. She'd probably send me to the fourth floor.

"Oh, okay," the nurse said getting up, "I will call the doctor and once he has a look at you, you can probably leave. Oh, and there's some people out here to see you. Shall I let them in?

Wondering who would come to see me, I nodded my head. I didn't know anyone here and I highly doubt that any of my friends would be able to get here even if they did know what happened to me.

Knock Knock Knock

"Ruka! She can speak, so she won't be able to tell us to come in. Just open the door!" said a rather impatient sounding boy from the other side.

I narrowed my eyes at his comment and my mouth twisted down into a scowl. Ya, I wasn't able to speak, but there was such a thing called manners. I really hate people that don't treat people with disabilities the same as they do normal people. As I door opened, I saw two kids standing in the door. They most likely were twins because they looked almost identical except one was a boy and one was a girl. Now, I had no idea who these two people were. The only people I knew in this series were Yusei and Jack.

"Rua!" said the girl rather crossly, "Just because she can't speak, doesn't mean that she can't hear. Judging by the look on her face, she heard every word that you just said."

The boy quickly turned to me and apologized. I just shrugged my shoulders in reply. I was used to people teasing me. Weather it was nice or not. I wrote quickly on the note pad and handed it to the boy.

It's okay. I'm used it. So, why are you even here?

"We just wanted to make sure that you were alright," said the boy.

I raised my eyebrows at this. A complete stranger coming to see me just to make sure that I was alright? Ya, this was definitely a dream or maybe more of a nightmare. I would have still thought it was a dream except the pain in my head was starting to worsen. Now, I do feel things in my dreams, but pain isn't one of them. I grabbed the Advil bottle off of by table and down two tablets with a swig of water. As I was finishing, the doctor came in.

"Alright, Ms. Nakasumi, let's see if you're well enough to leave," the doctor said.

I really hoped so because the smell of the hospital was getting to my stomach. Though it isn't like there was anything in my stomach that would come back up.

"Okay," the doctor said pulling out a little light to look into my eyes with, "just have to check your eyes and then you should be able to go home."

As he shone the light into my eyes, the image of the car speeding towards me came back to me. I quickly turned my head away and buried it into the pillow.

"What happened to her?" I heard the boy ask the doctor.

"Apparently there is some after shock, but why she would pull away from the light like that, I do not know," said the doctor, "Do you know if there is anyone that she could stay with?"

"She can stay with us! I'm sure our mom wouldn't mind," said the boy once again.

Hearing this, I sat up and looked at the boy. Why would he help me? He didn't even know my name, much less anything about me. Didn't his parents tell him not to let strangers stay at his house? The doctor, however, didn't find anything odd about this and nodded his head.

"Okay," he said before turning towards me, "Ms. Rose, I would like you to take two tablets of Advil everyday. It will help for the pain, and if your headache worsens, you feel dizzy, nauseous, or faint, come back here immediately. Understand?"

I just nodded my head. Okay, now I was really really confused. Why was this doctor letting me go with complete strangers? Didn't he find that odd? Weren't there a whole bunch of forms that I had to fill out? I took the crutches that the doctor offered me and I slowly stood up. However, I quickly grabbed the pen and paper and wrote my question about the hospital forms on the sheet.

"Well, your cousins filled that out for you which was rather nice of them," the doctor said as we walked out of the room. I had been seated in a wheelchair, and was being pushed down the hallway by the nurse from before.

When we reached the main floor, the boy ran towards another person sitting in the chair. I wasn't able to hear what they were saying because I was being pushed towards the door. I was wondering how I would get to the place when I saw a taxi sitting in the parking lot.

As I was helped into the vehicle, tons of questions were flying around in my head. Where am I headed too? Can I trust these people? What's Sophie doing now that I'm in a coma? Do my mother and father know? Who are these people that are offering me, a complete stranger, a place to stay.

However, the most important question just kept repeating in my mind:

How was I going to get home?

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