5. who is that?

                                    

                                          

Random fact
I am a girl
                          
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The beeping sounds of a machine woke me up. I opened my eyes, the bright light blinded me for a second. I blinked a couple times, finally getting my sight back. 
                          
I got confused on how I ended up here. Is this what I think it is?
                          
I looked around, saw that Noah was on one of the most uncomfortable chair, and he doesn't look comfortable at all. 
                          
The most uncomfortable chair is only available in hospitals. Hospitals? Why am I in a hospital? I'm in a hospital. Hospital, is a very bad place. 
                          
Where it all started. 
                          
I started to breath heavily, the machine made louder noise. I panicked, and tried to shut it off. It only made the noise even louder. I pulled wires and more wires off of me, still trying to shut off the horrible noise the machine is making. 
                          
Noah sat up, looking around the room confused. His eyes landed on me trying to get the wires off. 
                          
He rushed towards me, and held my wrist, keeping my hands in place. Nurses started to pile into the room. I panicked. 
                          
Why is there so many people? Too many people. I looked around the room frantically, looking for an escape. 
                          
Nurses shooed Noah away, I panicked even more. 
                          
There was nurses every where. Their mouth was moving, but no words was coming out. Tears swelled up my eyes, and my vision blurred. I pushed all the hands that was trying to push me down. 
                          
I let out a scream, wanting everything to just stop. 
                          
"No! Get away from me!" I pushed them all away. 
                          
I didn't see the nurse who injected something into my arm, making my arms go numb, and my vision blurred even more. I stopped screaming, and my eyelids felt heavy. I saw Noah being pushed out by one of the nurses before darkness took over again. 
                          
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I felt a hand over mine, caressing my hand. I moved my hand, not liking the feeling one bit. 
                          
A hand reached for mine again, holding it in place. Not liking the feeling, I twisted my hand, so my palm was up instead of down, and I gripped the hand harshly with my nails. 
                          
A girly squeal was heard, and the owner of the hand I'm gripping is trying to get my claws off. I finally let go, and heard a hissing sound. 
                          
"She is much evil asleep as she is awake," a familiar voice whined. 
                          
I snapped my eyes open, realizing that I had just a weird dream. 
                          
My breathing hitched as I realized that it wasn't a dream. 
                          
I figured out that the machine was detecting the heart beat. Though I was panicking, I had to make myself calm in order to get myself out of this place. 
                          
Noah, who was holding his hand, looked at me curiously. I took a deep breath, and got into action. Ripping off all the wires off of me, I jumped off the horrible bed, and was pulled away from the door. 
                          
"What do you think you're doing?" Noah asked. 
                          
"Leaving. I don't like this place ," I tried getting my hands out of Noah's grip, and failed. Noah pulled me by the waist, and held my tighter. He sat down on a different chair, which looks much comfortable, and set me on his lap. 
                          
"You weirdo, let me go," trying to pry his hands off of me. 
                          
"Me? Weirdo? You were the one who slept in my bed after one day of meeting me. It wasn't even a full day!" He has a good point. 
                          
A nurse came running in, panicked. Noticing that Noah has me held on his lap, she relaxed a bit. 
                          
"Hi, Zaida. My name is Amand—"
                          
"I don't give a fuck who you are! Give me my fuckin—" Noah covered my mouth with his other hand. 
                          
"Sorry, she's not a morning person," Noah said. Would you look at that. He actually guessed right. 
                          
"It's alright," Amanda, the nurse said. 
                          
"I still want my fucking clothes back!" I yelled, but my mouth was covered, making the words all muffled. 
                          
"Be nice," Noah said into my ears. I looked up to him, and glared. 
                          
"Don't fucking tell me what to do!" I yelled, my voice still muffled. I shook my head, trying to get his hand off of my mouth, and let me speak. 
                          
I am sitting on Noah's lap, with both of my wrist held with one hand, and the other is covering my mouth. 
                          
My eyebrows furrows, when I realized that my long bangs didn't fall to my face like it always does. I looked up trying to see where my bangs went, and saw that I had a gauze wrapped around my head. 
                          
I laid my back on Noah, and shook my head, trying to get the gauze to get off of me. 
                          
"What are you doing now?" Noah sighed, looking down at me. 
                          
He pushed me a little, so I wasn't against him. 
                          
"Oh, no. You're not taking that off," Noah says. 
                          
When did he have the courage to talk to me with out stuttering?
                          
I glared at him. 
                          
"Get me out of here!" I yelled, when Noah dropped his hand from my mouth, glaring at the guy who just came in the room. 
                          
Jesse. 
                          
Jesse walked towards me, and glared at Noah. Noah wasn't dressed like how he would dress in school. He had a skinny black jeans that hugs his legs tightly, and a white loose t-shirt. 
                          
This is the kind of outfit that I'm not allowing him to wear in school. 
                          
"Who's that?" Noah and Jesse both said at the same time.
                          
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