Trista Lillith

I groaned in pain with my eyes still shut and head spinning like crazy. I couldn't feel my feet or hands and I had no idea why it's taking me so long to open my eyes even though it feels so comfortable by not opening them up at all. I tried to wriggle my toes and move my hands but they were still stiff as a board. Is the lower half of me still there?

Slowly edging myself up with my eyes tightly shut, I got up using the edge of my elbows and peeked through a little. Bright light slammed into my pupils making them go smaller but I instantly shut my eyes again as a result. Thank god it's day light. I sighed as I opened them up again only to have the light burn the back of my eyeballs. I peered around my surroundings and felt a small gasp leave my mouth.

The question that popped in my mind said it all. Where am I? I shut my eyes for the third time and scrambled back under the covers in fear. My heart beat against my chest as I tried recalling everything that happened but I was distracted by the darkness under the covers that I bobbed myself back up to the surface. The room I was in was stuffy and small with some desks in the corners and a pair of slippers neatly tucked beside the rug.

The curtains swung open and a tall fat woman strolled inside beaming a smile at me. "Aah I see your awake." She said extending the word 'aaaah' that made it seem like she was the one in pain and not me. Me being the usual me, didn't reply because of trust issues and nodded hesitantly instead. She came uncomfortably close to my face and checked my forehead by the back of her hand. "Not the talking type I see?" She questioned to herself seeing as I didn't reply again.

"Well everything seems fine but if he hadn't bring you in a minute later there would have been some serious trouble." She said with concern in her eyes. "He?" I questioned out of the blue. "Oh so she does talk!" She laughed awkwardly with a boom in her deep voice.
"Of course the cute guy that carried you in here bridal style!" She said giving in extra details. My mind spun around and around as I wondered who she was talking about.

"Well I'm going to go get you your lunch." She said getting up and leaving me in the awfully quiet place. I rested my chin on my arms that were crossed against my knees and thought for a long while. I thought of all the great times I had with my parents until that night that took my life into a completely different direction. Most teens would be sleeping and eating happily with their families while I'm on the hunt of survival which may I add, completely on my own.

I felt a small tear creep it's way in my eyes but I blinked multiple times for it to go away. I had worser things to cry about. The amount of experiences I'd come across on the streets for a teenager was horrifying but I had to stand with it. I had to stay bold, fearless and strong but my weakness lies within myself. The door swayed open again but this time was much more harsher and violent as it shook the whole room.

"Tris?" A heavily breathing man said gazing with sadness and concern in his eyes. Kim sprinted towards me and engulfed me into a huge bear hug and stroked the back of my hair. "How are you?" He said pulling away with tears pouring out his eyes. I smiled at his childish behaviour and gave him the usual slap to the back of the head and reassured him that I'm fine. "This is exactly why I've been telling you for the past two years to come live with me." He muttered as usual under his breath.

Of course that resulted in another slap to the back of the head. I was more scared of what he would do to me than being out on the streets. I shuck my head again because I was being so judgmental about him again. "You know that would be too burdensome for me right?" I answered back, my voice cracking in the middle. I twiddled with my fingers and hoped we'd change the topic to something of more use but I was already saved by the door barging open and the same lady coming inside with a large tray in her hand.

"I've got your lunch and I'm afraid visiting time is over." She said breathing heavily as if she just ran a marathon even though it was only one flight of stairs. Kim nodded in my direction and walked away with a wave reaching at the door.  "Trying eating whatever you can and I'll be back for another check up." She smiled placing the tray on the small table beside me and walked out.

The treatment and luxurious service I was getting was all to bizarre to me as this was something I'd never gotten before and so I decided I loved it here in the hospital. I picked up the tray and placed it on my laps spending the next two seconds smelling the mouth- watering smell and then wolfing down the meal with my bare hands. I chewed and savoured every bite until a while later I heard a rattling noise. I was clever enough to notice the noise coming from where I was sat.

Confused, I rummaged around the tray with my mouth still stuffed with half the meal. I stopped dead still in the middle of my chewing and noticed my eyes growing wider in fear. The stainless steel silverware that was held tightly in my fist was instantly dropped to the ground as I felt my heart beat rapidly and pain in my chest. Tingling and numbness slowly crawled in my body as I felt my body getting more lightweight and I passed out.

Well, I guess this is what agoraphobia's troubles are for someone like me...

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