#Chapter 89-How Did I Get Here?

My back fucking hurts like all hell. My eyes are shut, too, so I crack them open to make out the damage. Jesus. Last thing I remember was Sadie in my apartment. But the lights are absolutely too bright in here. How late did it get? What time is it? As my vision comes into focus and the pain shoots through my entire back, I start to make out the scene in front of me. Is…am I in the hospital? I turn to my right arm, seeing an IV put in. I stare down at my body, feeling weak and disheveled. I’m still in my work clothes. But I’m also in a hospital bed. Trying with all my might to sit up, I scream with surprise. That seems to grab the attention of several people in the area. I think I’m in the ER? A couple of doctors and nurses come to my bedside. “Esme Thorne?” A few different people speak at once. “Are you okay?” “What’s going on?” I breathe heavily. “Where am I?” “You’re in the hospital, sweetheart,” a kind looking nurse assures me. “Do you know what happene