Fated reborn - Chapter 94: Chapter 94

" I don't think I can," Trini started to refuse, but I stopped her before she could finish.
"Oh, come on now. I said please," I didn't care that desperation leaked from my voice because I was.
Being in this room for days shouldn't have affected me that much, but anytime I slept and woke up to the same walls and ceiling, it reminded me of the time when I had been placed under house arrest and couldn't leave my own room. I had still been in my pack but I had felt like a prisoner as the hours of the day ticked by.
I hadn't been joking when I said I would very well lose my mind if that had continued.
Trini looked like she had been caught between two hard places, and I watched her eyes dance around as she tried to make a decision.
"Trini, if I don't get out of here and see the light, I'm going to lose my mind I fear."
My words caught her off guard and her lips twisted into a lopsided smile.
"Since when were you so dramatic?"
"Since I've known you obviously, you bring out the savage in me," I replied with all seriousness because it was true. She made it so easy to say and act in the most ridiculous way.
"But seriously, I need to get out of here."
I still hadn't mentioned I suspected they were keeping me away from the pack for whatever reason, and I was hoping she would clear the air herself without me having to ask. Doctor Maya wasn't here nearly enough for me to strike up a conversation, and the times we did talk about anything, it was always centered around how my health is, my recovery or just motivation to get better which was probably engraved in my brain now. The others times was me staring blankly at the walls while she administered treatment. Then, no words were exchanged, it was strictly a Doctor and patient interaction.
"I don't think that's possible, we have orders to not let you go out until you are fully recovered," she stated. Bingo.
So that was it. My suspicions were somewhat right in that I was being kept away from the pack but it was not for the reasons I had been thinking. It was for my own good I guess, but it was still annoying that I couldn't go out.
"I don't need to go very far, we could just take a stroll through the hospital, this is a hospital right? We could see some wards, labs... Please." I wanted to physically pull my hair but I refrained from it because that could damage the IV still stuck in my arm.
I was grasping at straws here and it was very clear because I was talking about exploring a hospital like it was the newest tourist attraction around.
Trini still had on a tight expression but I knew she was considering my suggestion. She just needed a little more push to get her to agree with me.
"Come on now, just a few hallways, and that's it," i pressed, then prayed that her internal scale was tipping over in my favour.
"Ugh," she let out and I so badly wanted to fist bump the air. That sound meant she had given up and would do what I wanted.
"Fine, you win." She said, giving in. She added after, " But I need to know where you got your degree in convincing people."
"I was born with it." I shrugged, and she rolled her eyes at my attitude.
"Wait here, I won't be long," she instructed, then got up from the bed, the bed slightly rising at the reduced weight. She headed out the door and I was left wondering what I was waiting for.
Keeping true to her words, she didn't make me feel like I was waiting for her because she was back again before I could sigh impatiently. And she had brought a...
"Is that a wheelchair?"
"Yep. I knew you wouldn't have thought about it even though you need it."
"I'm not handicapped Trini," I deadpanned.
"Well, for now, you are." She gave me a look as she pushed the wheelchair to the bedside, then straightened, her hands on her hips like a mother ready to scold her child.
"I don't need it," I gritted out, and deep down I knew I was being stubborn, but to hell with it.
"Okay, here's the question you should be asking yourself. Can you walk?"
It was a simple question, yet it remained hung in the air as I thought about it. Of course I could walk, I tried to convince myself even though i hadn't attempted to stand in over a week.
"Why won't I be able to?" I said instead of giving an answer.
"You can't answer a question with another question Wyn." She said dryly and my throat bobbed.
"I can walk." I let out stubbornly, and Trini smirked.
"Fine, walk." She pushed the wheel chair aside since it was blocking the way, then stepped back to give me some much needed space... Great.
"But what about the IV, it could get pulled out-"
"Don't worry about that, I'll take care of it," she answered, then went over to the other side and rolled the liquid IV over to where she stood before.
"Walk," she stated again, and I couldn't help thinking that the single word sounded like a threat with the way she said it.
"I'm going to," I snapped, trying to save my pride that was already falling.
Swallowing a ball of nerves that sat in my throat, I whispered some words of encouragement internally before I slowly swung my legs over to the edge of the bed.
The pain that shot up my side was bearable but it was still discomforting none the less. It wasn't encouraging either that my legs felt numb because they had been useless for days now.
Ignoring that, I let my bare feet touch the cold tiles of the hospital room and winced when some weird numb to cold feeling shot up my leg.
I put the other foot in the ground and almost keeled over falling because there was no strength in my legs whatsoever. If I hadn't gripped the bed tight, and if Trini hadn't shot to my side, I would have been looking at the bed from a new point- the floor.
The silence that stretched as she helped me sit back on the bed was broken when she cleared her throat.
She raised her eyebrows and muttered, "I told you so."