Aftermath (2)
Being in a hospital usually brought a sense of comfort and safety, but it was the exact opposite for me.
The doctors would come and check on me every second of the day, partly because I owned this hospital...well Lecia does but let's just gloss over the minor details. The doctors also seemed to be fascinated with my recovery.
My hand had grown considerably within just hours, it wasn't just my hand either...I felt good, like really good. My body didn't ache, which was impossible because it had only been three days since I was almost killed.
I didn't have much to do except so I waited for the others to arrive, Lecia had told me that she would bring them over in an hour.
' Twenty more minutes to go.', I thought observing the clock that was fixed on the wall.
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" Wake up, Adam"
I open my eyes to find Lecia and the others looking at me.
" Oh....you're all finally here.", I say smiling weakly at my friends.