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Larkspur.
Fear chills me. I remember now, the emblem on the van walls.
Oh God. This is the place Sebastian told me about, the one his sister, Scarlett, was trapped after the car accident that killed their father. He described it as hell on earth, he worked for years to get her out of here.
And now, he’s trapped me in that same hell.
Monster.
“You can’t believe him,” I plead. “Listen to me, please!”
The doctor just tuts. “Now, Avery, you need to behave and focus on getting well. I have some medication here that should help with that.”
He pulls a pill bottle out of his pocket, and I immediately shake head and back away. “No way. I’m not taking whatever that is.”
“It’s what’s best for you.”
“No!”
He turns to look at the men in the hallway and they move into the room without a word. It’s a small space, and the four of us take up too much room. Feeling desperate, I try to push by them and out the door now, but it’s useless. They grab me firmly and pull me backward, off my feet until my back hits the bed.
Panic claws its way into my blood, making me frantic. I scratch and yell, kicking my feet as much as I can, but they’re holding down my legs with strong hands. I’m totally overpowered, I can’t take on this many assailants. My eyes lock on Dr. Reed, who has produced a syringe from his pocket. Taking the cap off, he comes close and slides the needle into my arm.
“Mr. Wolfe only wants you to get better,” he says, soothing. “We’re all here to help you, Avery. Just relax.”
I sob, feeling the familiar sluggishness begin to work its way through my system.Not again….
Please, no, just listen…I silently beg them.
Then, darkness consumes me.
* * *
When I wake,I immediately know that a lot of time has passed. My body is stiff, and my mouth is dry, like I’ve been asleep for too long. I groan and try to shift my position on the bed, but I’m restrained. There are thick white straps attaching me to the bed by my wrists and ankles.
Panic rears its head again, but I’m so groggy that it doesn’t fully take hold. That should probably be a relief, but I’m too freaked out about the lack of control over my own body to appreciate it. This has to be considered a form of torture.
I look around, seeing that I’m still in the same room. The lights have been dimmed, as if to give me a chance for a peaceful rest.
Yeah right.
“I can see why you’re concerned. There are obviously some deep psychological issues at play here.”
I turn my head at the sound of Dr. Reed’s voice. It’s not easy to see from my position on the bed, but I’m able to crane my neck to see that he’s standing near the doorway of the room, talking to someone.
“Do you think she’ll be okay?”
The other person’s voice is tender, but it sends chills through me.
Sebastian.
I strain to see. “The breakdown she had when I suggested medication is a little troubling,” the doctor continues. “Our first step here is to make her realize that she needs our help.”
Sebastian nods. “I appreciate all your efforts. It feels good to know that she’s in the right place. I just want the best for her.”
The relieved and wholesome way he’s talking turns my stomach. I yank at the restraints, but it does no good.
“Do you mind if I have a moment alone with her?” Sebastian asks.
