Bliss

Allie's POV

I flinched at a screeching loud voice and flickered my pudgy eyes severely to adapt to my surroundings. Weak is an understatement for my condition. I shook my head and eventually snapped my eyes open to meet different eyes watching me.

One was that of a doctor who was relieved from my awakening, another was Mr Smith who had an edgy expression and the last was Mrs Smith who looked evidently agitated and gloomy. Her face indicates that she had been crying for as long as I could presume.

The doctor came to my aid in a sitting position. I hung my head down and clasped my hands together if I could recall my last moment and it began to make insight. Aaron? Kiara? The media?

I began to flutter and my eyes pricked unbearably. A banging head and a tough headache. I stared at Mrs Smith who had begun to sob again.

"Dad, what do… we.. do?" I solicited

desperately with a cracked voice.

"Did you just we?!" Mrs Smith denounced. "How dare you? How could you do something like that