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22-HELENA
“How do you feel, miss?”
Dizzy, wanting to vomit, tired, scared.
"Good," I mumbled looking away from the nurse.
“You sure?” She asked doubtful "You have to be honest, otherwise you’ll be here longer until you tell the truth, you were about to overdose."
Mother fucker.
Drug addicts overdosed; I had barely had a marihuana brownie and it was like a binge in my teenage days, so I couldn't be called a junkie.
But someone had injected me with a drug capable of killing and tried to kidnap me.
I opened my mouth and told the nurse how I really felt and turned my face towards the closed door.
I had overheard Christopher muttering something to the doctor when she left my room 15 minutes ago and he still hadn't come in to see me.
"I'll be back in an hour to check your vital signs, but you should be fine with the serum and the fentanyl counteracting medicine."
I nodded and stayed silent not wanting to
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