One More Day

I woke up to the beeping sound of a heart monitor. My wrists were in pain, what happened to me and why can't I remember anything.

A man came walking into my room so I backed up against the headboard. This isn't my room. The man towered over me before frowning slightly.

His eyes were green and he was handsome and he has a lot of tattoos. He must be a figment of my imagination. That's it! I'm dreaming, that's why I'm not home.

"Sir, where am I?" I asked the man in front of me and he smiled at me.

"You're home, baby girl." He said and I frowned. This isn't my house. Did my parents move to a different house.

"But this isn't my home." I said and the man sighed.

"Rest, Nevaeh." He said and I backed away from him once more.

"How do you know my name?" I asked him and he smiled gracefully.

"How rude of me." He said and I frowned. "My name is-

"Hey! I see the patient is awake." A man said while stumbling into the room. He stood upright before smiling at me.

"Hi Nevaeh." He said excitedly. He a