Poisoned Blood

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I wake up by the pain in my arm. I don't think my arm is done as well as it could be, but it'll work I guess. Claire's only a nurse, not a full time doctor. I guess it has to do. I look at my phone, I twist my right arm around to pick up the phone. 12:48 am. Late. I try to go back to sleep, but I can't. I'm too uncomfortable to sleep. Our attempt failed badly. I sorta feel like blaming Claire, but I know it's not her fault, I'm just upset that we didn't get out. I don't want to be here anymore. I do go to sleep finally, after many moments of resting. Through the next day, I mostly sleep, talk to Claire, and watch t.v. I can't do much with my broken arm. Damn that stupid doctor. Hes keeping me and Claire prisoner. I've been here for weeks, I don't even know how long anymore. I was lazy and sore all day. That night, when me and Claire were chatting, about whatever, life, experiences, whatever, doctor Jonson came to my room. I get scared and start to quiver. I don't want to suffer, anymore. He tries to kick Claire out of the room, but she refuses to go. A bunch of other surgeons barge into the room. They were all tall with strong muscles and sinister faces. Some of them grab Claire and pull her out of the room.
"Nooo!!! Carnee!! Carnee I'm sorry!! Please stop! Let me stay!!!!" She screams as they drag her down the hall and lock her in another room. "No!! No no no!!" She screams and bangs on the door, but they ignore her. I try to get up out of my bed to go to her but the other surgeons hold me down.
"Claire! No! Stop! Leave me alone, please!" I scream but the surgeons hold me down. I'm fighting to get up, but they hold me down. I kick and scream but they keep me down. Doctor Jonson picks up a scalpel. I scream so loud, one of the surgeons cover my mouth to make me stop screaming, I shake my head and growl but decide to stop screaming, they move they're hand away.
"What are you going to do to me?" I scream. No one says anything. I look up desperately at the surgeons, they just stare down at me and say nothing. All of these people are evil. The doctor lifts my shirt and puts the scalpel against my skin. He starts to cut from the top of my belly and down. I scream.
"Why?! Please, you're hurting me too much!! Please!!!" I scream.
"Seeing how the poison is effecting you on the inside" He said.
"Why can't you put me under?! This is torture!" I scream.
"Precisely" He smiled. The other surgeons sneer. He puts gloves on and looks at me in the eye with a smirk on his face. I freak out more and struggle to be free, but moving made me bleed everywhere so I stop and take the torture. He pulls my skin open. I scream. He looks at my liver,
"She would die pretty quick without medicine" He said to the other surgeons. I flinch and freak.
"What do you mean, DIE?!" I yell. They don't say anything.
"Just kill me!" I scream at them. They still don't say anything but smile.
"Everything else seems... Fine, I don't think its effecting anything else, just her blood and her liver" he said to the surgeons. I scream and cry. What if he's lying? What if I'm dying? He grabs a needle and tread and starts to stitch up the wound. I scream every time he puts the needle trough my skin, pulling the thread through my flesh.
"AAAAAAAAH! Stop!"  I try to reach the caller, but they hold my arm down. Not like Claire could do anything at the moment. She's probably still locked in the other room. Doctor Jonson stares at me for a while, I look back at himg with begging eyes, my eyes twinkle with the tears. He's just standing there staring. As I am trying to get out of the surgeon's grip. He nods and Doctor Jonson and all the other surgeons leave. I just lay there, breathing deeply, in pain. I feel like I'm dying. My arm hurts, the surgeons held my broken arm down, putting pressure on it and making it hurt. My abdomen hurts and stings, my eyes hurt from crying, my throat hurts from screaming. Someone, just please, end it all. Kill me or show me mercy and get me out of this place. All I can do is lay there, and think about the pain and nothing else. I lied there for a while. Later Claire comes in. They must have finally let her out.
"Claire...." I cry quietly. She walks over and puts her fore-head against mine. She sees the blood on my shirt.
"What did they do to you?" She whispered. I just moved my head to look at her and started to cry. I slowly lift my shirt, only showing my belly, with the long stitched scar on hit. She gasped.
"Someone kill me now" I whisper.
"I'm sorry" She said, staring at my belly, which still had blood on it. She sat down in the chair and ran her fingers through her hair.
"I can't do this anymore" I say, looking straight at her.
"Just hold on a little longer. I will find a way to get you outta here" She whispers.
"I need dad" I say.
"Darling, I can't get him here again. He shouldn't see you like this. And I don't want doctor Jonson to hurt him" She said honestly.
"Y-your right" I said, I could hear a slight shake in my voice. But I do miss dad, but shes right, he wouldn't want to see me like this, and doctor Jonson could hurt him, I can't let that happen.
"Did they say anything about your health?" She asked.
"They said my liver is almost dead, and if I didn't have this medicine I'd die real quickly..." I say. She didn't respond.
"I don't want to die. But I feel like most of me is already dead" I said. She just stared at me, not saying a word.
"I.... Don't know what to say" she said finally.
"You don't have  to say anything, I guess. Just, please stay" I ask. I flinch in pain. It hurts.
"Is there anything you can do to ease the pain?" I ask desperately. She gets up and goes into the hallway. A minute later she comes with pills.
"Best I can do" She said and hands me a pill and a bottle of water. I take it. I hate taking pills, but what choice do I have, this pain is horrible. I lay there uncomfortably. Claire stays by my side. I don't want to live like this. Either someone get me out of this hospital, or someone just kill me.