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The Kidnappee Diary-- Chapter Seven
I wake up in a place that is all too familiar, the sterile smell, the undertone of sadness, the quiet beeping. Why am I here? I’m not sick, or at least I don’t feel sick. I look around slowly and notice the get well cards on the table at the foot of the bed. Why am I here? I can’t remember anything.
“Vi! Oh em Gee! Your awake!” Scarlet yells as she jumps into the bed with me and squeezes me as tight as she can. “How are you feeling?”
“Can’t. Breathe.” I state between unhelpful gasps of air.
“Oopsie, sorry sissy.” she says as she lets go of me. “I’m going to go fetch the doctor but I will be right back I promise.” After she leaves I check myself over, I notice a cut on my arm, a few bruises on my wrist and bruises on my ankles.
Now I really want to know what happened to myself. The doctor enters the room with my sister. “What happened to me?” I blurt out as she enters.
“All I know is that you were dropped off here a few days ago, unconscious, with nothing but the clothes on your back and your cell phone.” She states as she checks my charts. “Also, we ran a few tests and I have some good-bad news for you.”
I look at her suspiciously. “Okay, what is it?”
“Good news first, You’re pregnant” I stare at her a moment. “Bad news, you were raped and we can’t tell by who.”
“You’re kidding right?” I ask frightened.
“I wish I was.” She says as she turns to leave the room.
“Wait! Why can’t I remember anything?” I ask softly.
“Short-Term memory loss. I can give you the numbers of a few psychologists to help you remember” and with that she leaves.
“Sissy… I can’t be pregnant. This is impossible.”
“I know honey” She walks back over to me and pets my hair. “I know. Maybe we can give the psychologist a call and see if he can help, okay?” I nod slowly as tears stream down my face.
“Lets call him.”
**A/N: When writing this chapter I wasn't completely sure how a doctor would tell someone they were pregnant. If you have any ideas please PM me. Sorry its so short**
“Vi! Oh em Gee! Your awake!” Scarlet yells as she jumps into the bed with me and squeezes me as tight as she can. “How are you feeling?”
“Can’t. Breathe.” I state between unhelpful gasps of air.
“Oopsie, sorry sissy.” she says as she lets go of me. “I’m going to go fetch the doctor but I will be right back I promise.” After she leaves I check myself over, I notice a cut on my arm, a few bruises on my wrist and bruises on my ankles.
Now I really want to know what happened to myself. The doctor enters the room with my sister. “What happened to me?” I blurt out as she enters.
“All I know is that you were dropped off here a few days ago, unconscious, with nothing but the clothes on your back and your cell phone.” She states as she checks my charts. “Also, we ran a few tests and I have some good-bad news for you.”
I look at her suspiciously. “Okay, what is it?”
“Good news first, You’re pregnant” I stare at her a moment. “Bad news, you were raped and we can’t tell by who.”
“You’re kidding right?” I ask frightened.
“I wish I was.” She says as she turns to leave the room.
“Wait! Why can’t I remember anything?” I ask softly.
“Short-Term memory loss. I can give you the numbers of a few psychologists to help you remember” and with that she leaves.
“Sissy… I can’t be pregnant. This is impossible.”
“I know honey” She walks back over to me and pets my hair. “I know. Maybe we can give the psychologist a call and see if he can help, okay?” I nod slowly as tears stream down my face.
“Lets call him.”
**A/N: When writing this chapter I wasn't completely sure how a doctor would tell someone they were pregnant. If you have any ideas please PM me. Sorry its so short**
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