SHADES OF COOL ALMOST SLIGHTLY FUNCTIONAL

Is it odd that all I can here is a deafening beep? This noise has been going on for more than I can remember, mostly because I don't remember anything. The last memory that I can recall is Angus getting shot by Oliver. But at the moment, they are the least of my problems. I couldn't think straight, neither could I move any parts of my body. I didn't feel the certain urge to panic, but instead I lay there, because that's what I've wanted to do for a long time.

"I'll just inject this into her veins, give her a tiny boost." A deep voice informed. I sighed, breathing out. I had no idea where I was, yet I wasn't bothered to have my eyes flutter open, asking the same dumb questions Disney princesses ask. 'Where am I?' Not today, I'd just have to figure it out myself. I felt a sudden pain in my right arm, leaving this uneasy feeling. It was almost like I wanted to vomit or faint, yet this sudden pain gave me what seemed like new life, strength.

I opened one eye first, then the other, scanning the room. I was confused at first, trying to figure out where exactly I was, but then, soon, I just gave up. I cringed as a pang of pain went straight to my head. My eyesight began to start focus, giving me an odd sick feeling. "Wait, Doc! She's falling asleep again." Another voice called. I could hear the hesitation and frustration in his voice, all at once. Something started to tap the right side of my cheek over and over again. As the taps continued, they became harder and harder.

"Would you quit it?" I muttered, failing to lift my hand and slap whatever was disturbing me. The room went silent for a while, allowing me to close my eyes once again. I sighed, enjoying the solitude I was getting. I don't like annoyances, especially when it involves me. I don't like it when I'm eating, drinking, having a conversation, enjoying solace, and especially when I've just woken up.

"Agatha, open your eyes." The voice told me. It was more of an order, yet his voice was so calming and caring. The only downside to his voice was the fact that every time he spoke, I would feel a sudden pain in the right side of my brain as if I couldn't figure out exactly who he was. I opened my eyes again staring into blue crystal eyes. "Great, you're awake." I didn't move a muscle, still in the mood for sleep. "I'd rather be asleep." I murmured to him, causing him to smile. I scanned his face, remembering every little detail. "The doctor did say it would take you a bit to catch on since you had a blow in the head. I'm Tedros. Does that jog a memory?"

Now I remember! It all came back to me in little pieces. Oliver had almost lost a fight with Angus. He decided it would be best if they both lost and shot him right in the head! Alonso also wasn't having it, he thought if he targeted me, Oliver would drop the gun, but Oliver didn't even notice a thing. I suffered a blow in the head, and now I'm here...in the hospital. "Is Oliver okay?" I questioned, staring into his eyes. "He's fine; I checked on him this morning. I don't want you to worrying about anything today, okay?" I nodded, cringing as another discomfort was set off at the side of myhead. "Sorry about that, now, you can get all the rest you need." I nodded, watching him get up from his chair. "Bye..." I mumbled. He turned around, giving me an odd smile before leaving.

This didn't make any sense though. If I was shot in the head, I would have been dead a long time ago. Instantly,I would have lost my life along with the world because my brain would have stopped functioning almost immediately. "Oh, yes," The doctor said, walking up to me along with a clipboard. "According to your friend, you passed out before the bullet was even able to touch you. The bullet went right past you, but you fell back on your chair and hurt your head pretty badly." I nodded, not wanting to say anymore.

It helped for people to answer my questions for me without me even asking because I can avoid the short yet painful shocks in my brain. I lay there, quite irritated by the fact I couldn't get back to sleep. "Doc?" I called, hoping he heard me. "I-um-well, how long will I be here?" I questioned, another shock going through my brain. I groaned, struggling to get my hand to massage my head. "If everything goes smoothly, you will be home by tomorrow morning. But take it easy..." He handed me a glass of water. It took me more than ten seconds to get a grasp on it, but then it slid underneath my fingers and fell onto the ground.

I sighed giving an apologetic smile. He nodded, seeming to not be as annoyed as I would have been. "Its alright. This happens all the time. You'd think I'd have learnt by now." I giggled, closing my eyes, but then soon opened them again when a knock was made on the door. "Hi, guys." Tedros greeted, walking in. He had something in his hands, a square box. "Hi." I greeted. "That was quick, don't you think?" I joked, watching him sit beside me. "It was really quick, mostly because Oliver hasn't woken up yet. He must be really tired." He chuckled nervously, quite uneasy. He seemed to be quite worried for his friend and under a lot of stress. "Its been a busy three days," He sighed, running his fingers through his hair. "My closest friends are both in the hospital and, the house is empty. I just got out of jail, I'm supposed to be having fun." Suddenly, I felt a bit guilty. In the end, it was my fault that Oliver is unconscious in the hospital and Tedros is left running around for the both of us.

"At least the trouble is gone." I sighed, hoping he'd agree. He nodded, smiling at me. Tedros then grabbed my hand, squeezing it. "Meaning there is more time for us." I could feel my ears burn as the words 'us' rolled off his tongue. "What does that mean?" I questioned, kicking in 'Clueless Agatha'. I haven't even gotten out of hospital, and he's putting so much pressure on me.

To be honest, since I've been awake, I can't help but think about Colton. Everything had happened too fast. He was my rock when Tedros and I had that argument, and that's probably the reason why I loved him as much. He made me feel loved again. He made me feel the same feeling I had when I was with Tedros. He offered to give me a home, and he was willing to bail my Ex out of prison. But then I had to accept the fact that it was all a lie.

"What ever happened to Colton?" I questioned, watching his face fall. He sighed, thinking for a while. "Actually, we decided we didn't want to get the police involved in this matter since somebody died in the process...so Colton and Alonso are just living the lives they used too." I nodded, thinking about Angus. I never really did like him, mostly because he paid a tenner to kiss me, but witnessing his death suddenly makes me feel sorry for him.

"What about Angus?" I questioned."He's... dead. What did you do with his body, Tedros?" He sighed, looking around as if he didn't really want to say anything about it. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want me too..." He shook his head, opening his mouth to speak.

"I had nothing to do with what happened to Angus in the end, but let's just say: he's swimming with the fishies now." I stared at him with disbelief, showing how I disapproved. "Not even a funeral? Nothing?" Tedros shook his head. "Angus has basically lived with Alonso all his life, mainly because he's his son. They cut themselves from other people in their family, so nobody will even find out about his death...hopefully."

I nodded, noting that I had gotten sidetracked. "Why don't you tell me more about Angus, then." Tedros cocked an eyebrow, but continued anyway. "Angus and I aren't exactly friends- I mean, we weren't-okay, I'll tell you what I know." I smiled, getting ready for whatever would hit me.

"Well Angus grew up in a Mexican farm along with his mum and dad," He sighed, gulping down half a bottle of water. "I really don't want to tell a long story- so Angus' mother cheated, Alonso and Angus moved here- yada,yada… here." He pulled out the box which was chocolates. I smiled, reaching out to grab it, but it ended up on the floor. "Sorry..." I gave him an apologetic smile, laying back in my bed. "Its alright. You go get some rest." He got up, touching my shoulder before leaving...again.

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