Chapter 11- So many thoughts

Chapter 11

So many thoughts

     A soothing voice talked to me. "It's OK. It's Gloriana. Your safe." She kept repeating these words, over and over again. I blinked and opened my eyes. I was in a white room. The whole room was covered in a white material. It looked like bomb-proof material. There were no tables, but then I saw a nurse place her hand on the wall and then a drawer popped out of the wall with 1 needle, a glass of water, and a star shaped cookie. I looked at her and said "Hello." "Hello, sweetie. How are you feeling?" she replied. "OK. Do you remember me?" "Yes. I remember." "Were you attacked by men in black?" "I don't know. What do you mean men in black?" Gloriana then sighed and said to the nurse "Go on then." Gloriana then stood up and walked out the room. The next thing I knew, I had a needle in my arm, and fell asleep. 

    I woke up, once again as Gloriana walked into the room. She sat down and said "What is your name?" "Jane." "Were you attacked by men in black?" Then the flash back began. It didn't seem that scary when it was actually happening, but watching it all over again was scary. "Jane, Jane!" Gloriana shouted. "Are you OK?" "I'm OK. Can I sit up?" "No!" Gloriana replied, worried I would sit up before she even answered. "You badly fractured your back, have a concussion, and broke your arm." "What?" I shouted. "That can't be true. It can't be true!" "I'm sorry, sweetie." "You should be. Why didn't you come looking for me earlier? Like when I was 30 minutes late? You should have known something was wrong. I have never been later than 15 minutes to IM." "Why did you run away from your guards? Why did you not come straight to IM?" she questioned me. I sighed. "The truth is, I'm not really sure. It is not like I don't remember, though. I guess I was mad that Malcom got Dave. I wasn't thinking straight. I didn't realize it at the time, but I was muddled. I did things I normally wouldn't do." There was a long silence before I broke it with a question.

      "Wait, how did I break my arm and fracture my back?" "Well, Malcom knocked down the guy who was whacking you in the head. Malcom thought that he had knocked the guy out, but he hadn't. The guy was only pretending to be knocked out. So, when Malcom was coming over to you..." "That's when I blacked out. When Malcom was coming over to me." I interrupted. "As I was saying, when Malcom was coming over to you, the guy jumped up and knocked Malcom down and before Malcom could get back up the guy jumped on your arm and kicked you in the head. Next, he picked you up and started running, but before he could get far Dave caught up with him. They stood face to face. They started fighting, the man still holding you and then Dave said "Give me her or I will end you." "You'll end me no matter what happens." the man replied. Then, without a moment's notice he threw you to the side causing you to fracture your back." "Wow." I replied. "Finally Dave ended him." Gloriana said nonchalantly. "What happened next?" "Well, then our spies and fighters took the two men away and you were rushed to the hospital. We had to due some quite a few surgeries to get all of your memory back from the concussion. Also you broke your arm and did something else to it, so, we had to do surgery on your arm too. We were lucky you had your back brace on when he threw you or you would have fractured many places. We think you fractured your back because you already had very bad bruising and then the force of the throw just made a fracture." "Gloriana, let me get this straight. You did surgeries to get my memory back? How is that possible." "Well, our scientist doctors came up with a cure a couple weeks ago." she said. "Wow, your technology and cures are way ahead of the ones on earth." I mumbled. I then thought of Malcom.

         "Where's Malcom? What happened to Malcom?" " Gloriana pointed to the wall. "He is in the room next door. He has a bad concussion and had to have surgery on his knee." she said sadly. Almost the way siblings are upset because their brothers or sisters are extremely ill. "And what happened to Liam and Fred?" "They were fine. They were only whipped, so once they got healed, they were fine and are back in work now." And then the thought hit me. What happened to Ryan?