"Why do you need to- wait, what? You believe me?" I questioned in shock.

Could he actually believe me? Or is he being sarcastic, treating me like a five-year-old. He can't believe me, other people would think I've lost my mind if I tell them all that I've told him! They'd put me in a lunatic institution and sedate me. He has to be messing with me, making me think he believes me, buying time till the nurse comes back.

"Yes, I believe you, but what I'm about to tell you can and will change your life forever."

I let it sink in for a moment. He actually believed me. He wasn't trying to make a fool out of me. Wait, he said my life would change forever. I'd never be the same. How would I change?

"Why would it be different?" I questioned. Except for the publicity of being shot and being unaffected by it, knowing the fact that I'm no longer a regular human and have everyone else know it. All these unrealistic scenarios start flooding my brain. I mean they can happen now, especially after today, but it won't change anything... Maybe I will develop some sort of superpowers. I might turn out to be like some of the superheroes I used to watch...

"Tell me about your parents." That isn't much of a question, but why does he want to know about my parents? Their lives are boring, nothing interesting ever happens to us, well except for today.

"Um... They both own a business together."

"What kind of business?"

"I don't know."

He began looking frustrated." What do they do in their free time?"

Why was he trying to know so much about my parents? This is getting creepy.

"Um.... My mom goes to the gym while my dad cleans and does a lot of paperwork." These questions are getting a little personal in my opinion.

Why does he want to know so much about my parents?

I'm in the hospital he should be more worried about me rather than my parents. Even if he was more worried about me than my parents were, I wouldn't be answering these questions. These are something a stalker would ask.

Is he a stalker?

I don't think I should be here.

"OK, can you tell me their names?" This only adds to my suspicions.

"Why do you want to know their names?"

"So I can call them to tell them you are here." He says.

"Okay," I answer unsurely, telling him their names before I asked, "Why do you want to know so much about my parents?" He only should've asked their names and numbers, not their hobbies and occupation. Any normal doctor wouldn't do this. Is he even a doctor?

He leaves the room without a word, coming in after a couple of minutes that I spent thinking of possible scenarios. "Well Anne, I got a hold of your parents and they're coming over. They'll be here in about an hour."

I nod absently.

"I know why you survived those shots. I know why your wounds healed."

I stared at him blankly for what seemed like an eternity.

First, he asks weird questions about my parents -some a little too personal- now he's telling me he has the answer to an impossible feat, I mean, what could be the reason for not bleeding from a bullet wound or the wounds shrinking all by themselves within minutes.

If he has an answer, I want to know what it is, now. I had to know how this happened and why.

"Why?" I finally whispered, the suspense getting on my last nerve.

"I don't know how to put this, but there is a secret society that only a few people know of. The government doesn't know it exists and we don't want them to." He says. "You're a part of the society."

Secret society huh. ILLUMINATI LOL
Hayo guys!! So what do y'all think. I'm sorry it is short but hay it's still a chapter right?? Anyways as always like, comment, and follow.

Byez