Hey guys! Sorry for the wait but my internet was being dodgy and it wouldn't let me upload. Anyway here is the new chapter and I hope you like it :)
Annabeth only been walking for two hours but it had felt like years. The cut in her side had begun to feel like someone was poking it with a burning stick. Annabeth was tough though so she pushed past the pain and kept walking. She had no particular location in mind, just away. As far away as possible. She had no idea where she was and at one point she had begun to regret her decision but then the image of her book ripped to shreds on her floor had popped into her head so she shook the regret away and kept walking.
She was lucky that she was so good at blending into the shadows, otherwise people might start wondering why on earth was a little girl walking by herself, or maybe they might ask why her shirt had blood on it. But no, years of sneaking around the house had meant that she was good at being invisible when she wanted to be.
She had lost track of how long she had been walking. The pain in her side had gotten worse. A lot worse. She had begun to feel dizzy and spots had started to cloud her vision. Her shirt was now nearly completely red. She had almost collapsed several times before she finally decided to turn into the nearest alley and have a rest. She ducked behind a dumpster and sunk down onto the ground. All she could smell was vomit and pee and cigarette smoke and some other things that she couldn't even identify. Basically she couldn't have picked a worse smelling alley if she tried.
The smell didn't matter though because now she could barely see anything. She was sweating and shaking. Her side had stopped bleeding though so that was one good thing. After sitting for a while she thought that she was ready to keep going. She was wrong. As soon as she tried to stand her side flared up and she collapsed.
*le time skip*
Annabeth's eyes fluttered open all she could see was bright white light. She was pretty sure that she was dead, that was until her eyes adjusted to the light and she realised that she was not dead but she was actually in a hospital bed. A hospital bed in a hospital. She had no clue how she got there because the last thing she could remember was hitting the ground in the alley.
After staring at the white ceiling and trying to count the amount of panels on the roof and only getting to 23 before she got distracted by a bird flying near the window outside, she heard footsteps coming towards her. She turned her head and saw a nurse come into view. She was a short, plump woman but she had a nice face and a kind smile. She walked towards Annabeth and her eyes grew brighter and her smile wider when she saw that she was awake. "Good morning!" she said cheerily. Annabeth tried to speak but her throat felt like sandpaper so instead she just kind of sounded like a dying cat. The nurse just smiled and walked over to the table next to Annabeth's bed. She picked up the jug of water that was sitting there and poured some water into a plastic cup which she then handed to Annabeth.
Annabeth managed a scratchy thank-you before taking the water and gulping it down. "Thank-you" she said again once she had finished. The nurse smiled at her once again. "No problem!" she said "I'm so glad that you are finally awake, you have been out for nearly two whole days!" Annabeth was a bit taken aback. She had never met someone so perky before. She began to reply but before she could get a word out the lady started speaking again "We were quite worried about you to begin with, especially when we saw that nasty cut in your side, we thought it may have gotten infected!" with every word that came out of her mouth, her voice seemed to get higher and higher and Annabeth was worried that if she kept talking she might and up shattering the windows. "It wasn't infected though, so we stitched it right up and everything was hunky dory!" her voice had now returned to a more bearable volume. "Oh I am Nurse Ella by the way! It's lovely to meet you. What's your name?"
Annabeth had to take a moment to process everything that Nurse Ella had said, and she had said a lot. First off, she had been unconscious for nearly two days. Second off, she had stitches. Her thinking was interrupted by Nurse Ella's expectant look. She was confused for a second until she realised that the Nurse had asked her what her name was "I'm Annabeth" was all she said. Upon hearing this, the nurse's eyes brightened and she said "Annabeth! What a beautiful name! It really is lovely to meet you. Now I am just going to go get Doctor Solace and he will come and give you a quick check-up okay?" Annabeth gave a curt nod and Nurse Ella waddled out of the room.
She returned a few minutes later followed closely by a tall, good-looking blond man. "Good morning Annabeth" the man said "I am Dr Solace but you can call me Apollo if you like, everyone else does." Annabeth smiled at him. She loved the myths of Ancient Greece and thought that Dr Solace looked exactly how she had pictured the Greek god Apollo. She began to say something but once again she was interrupted by Nurse Ella. "Well I am just gonna leave you guys to it! I will see you both later!" and with that she walked out of the room. "Okay Annabeth, I am just gonna have a quick look at your stitches and then we can have a chat."
