9

I blinked my eyes before groaning at an unfamiliar white ceiling. Immediately replaced by it was an ocean blue worried eyes staring back at my brown ones making me shift uncomfortably on the bed.

"Isa? Are you awake?" Chris called.

I nodded my head sitting up before I noticed his hand was gripping mine tightly.

I moved my eyes from our hand to the room. It was white... everything. The walls, ceiling, curtain, and door were well except for the table beside me which was brown.

"Where am I?" I asked Chris.

"Hospital." He said simply.

"What happened?" I asked rubbing my eyes with my free hand.

"You fainted. Dolores called me, remember?" He answered.

The memories came rushing at me and I sighed knowing the reason why I fainted. Damned period.

"What time is it now?" I asked. There was no clock in here. It was like they didn't want the sick people to see the time to keep track of how long they'd been there.

"It's still today, as in the day you fainted. The time is..." He said taking