Novel & Cerita Wake

Hey. The message sent. I ended the night without a response.

The sterile scent of the clinic greeted Carla as she slowly regained consciousness. Blinking against the harsh light, she found herself lying on a comfortable bed, the unfamiliar surroundings sparking a surge of confusion. Alesha, seated on a nearby sofa, looked up from her tea, acknowledging Carla's awakening. "Good morning," Alesha greeted, her voice carrying a tinge of sarcasm. "You're in the Thunder Claw Pack's clinic. A place you ended up in quite unexpectedly, I assume."

The last thing I heard is my sister's wailing and Reynold Boyce fleeing the scene in his black Maserati. *** Everything is black. Pitch black as I slowly open my eyes. The first thing I see is white ceiling. I blink my eyes, taking in my current environment. My head hurts, and my throat is dry. I can't move. " Where…" I open my mouth to speak. " Oh my God. Lauren…" Tina's voice says. I move my head to look at her and she's sitting by my bedside. " She's awake!" Someone says. " I'm gonna call the doctor." A male voice says.

“Get your pack out before their police get here.” Sounds of police sirens rang from afar. ----------------------------- Zeke woke up, his phone on the side table vibrating. “Uuuhhh, what time is it?” he said, still dreaming, not yet fully awake. He swings his arm lazily reaching for his phone, looked at it, it’s Emma calling. “What?” He rubbed his eyes to wake himself up and answered the phone. “Hello, Emms?” “You’re still sleeping?”

Alive. *

… When I regained consciousness, all I could hear was the beeping of equipment in the ward. The sky had turned dark outside. I wanted to take my phone to check the time, so I searched under the pillow and on the bedside table, but I found nothing. Right then, someone pushed the door open. Jason came in, steam and the scent of the shampoo Susan usually used lingering in the air. "Don't move around if you're awake." He walked to the bedside and took a seat. As if he were doing me a favor, he said, "I took your phone. The doctor said you need rest. There's no need to look at those useless messages."

The first thing I notice when I wake up is the silence. No alarm. No practice notification. No stupid group chat blowing up with plays and stats. Just my room, pale morning light coming through the gaps in my blinds, and the kind of quiet that only happens when the world decides to leave me alone for once. I check my phone. 7:47 AM. Then a text lights up the screen. **Mason:** get ready. im stealing u for the day **Mason:** wear something u can actually move in

Waiting. for the right moment to strike.