It's been two weeks. I've been trapped in the hospital for two weeks. The doctors came and went from the room and every day they would help me walk. Malcolm never left my side and assisted the doctors when it was time to walk. I allowed him to help me but it was only for my own benefit.

I've been eating regularly and they stopped injecting me with a sleep syrup. I've been sleeping better lately when they wouldn't Malcolm sleep in my room. They gave him another room to sleep in so he wouldn't sleep in my bed. My voice hasn't fully come back yet, but I can speak small words. I was gaining some weight and the doctors said I was almost back to being in perfect health.

' This sucks. I don't want to go back to that house. I can't. '

My door opened and a nurse walked in to see me. This nurse's name was Emily. She wanted to grow close to me but I didn't want her to. We would talk and chat a few times but besides that, we did nothing else.

" Good morning, Y/n. How are you today? "

" Decent. "

" Still can't talk much? "

" N-No. "

" I see. Well, speak in little words for now. The doctor said you should regain your full voice by Friday. "

" Wooo. "

" Alright let me look through your file real quick and then I'll help you stand. "

" Ok. "

I laid back against the bed and closed my eyes. I was sitting up on the bed so I could see the TV. It wasn't on but if it was I could only imagine what I would see. News reports on me and Malcolm. I looked out of the door and could see people walking around the hospital floor.

Particularly, Malcolm talking to my doctor. He had a smile on his face and I took notice of his hair. He had dyed it a silver tone. A lot of nurses paid attention to him as he walked and some I could see with hearts in their eyes.

' Take him. Please take him and go. '

" So, we're getting a transfer in today? "

" Yes, he's in a terrible state. "

" What happened to him? "

" He was stabbed in the back twice and then he was knocked unconscious. Whoever stabbed the poor guy was very particular to where. They stabbed him near his spinal cord. "

" That's a bad injury. The spinal cord is very sensitive, especially with the central nervous system. "

" I know. The doctors in Cheswick said they were surprised he lived. He looked dead but he still has a heartbeat. Now if the killer stabbed his brain stem he would be dead immediately. "

" He was close. "

" Very close. "

" Also, did you say Cheswick? As in the City of Cheswick? "

" Precisely. "

" What is a guy in a hospital in the city coming to the beachside of Seashon? "

" They couldn't help him anymore there. They had to make room and they sent him here. "

" What's his name? "

" Scotty Nowlin. He was one of the four people stabbed that day. "

' Scotty! '

" Oh, I see. When will he arrive? "

" He should be arriving in a couple of hours. When he gets here, I need you to be very careful handling him. They said that ever since he woke up in the hospital, he hasn't spoken a word and looks depressed. He won't speak to anyone. "

" I see. Thanks for the heads up. "

I watched the doctors walk away and I could only think about Scotty.

' Scottys coming here? Oh my, there's a God out there. I need to find out what room he's in and I have to go there. '

I looked around the outside world past the door and saw Malcolm was gone. Emily set the clipboard of my information down and walked over to my bed. She had a sweet smile on her face.

" Alright, are you ready to walk? "

" Emily. "

" Yes? "

" Need.....f-favor. "

" Let's get you standing and then we'll talk. "

" Okay. "

I pulled myself off of the bed and she grabbed my arms to stand me up. She held on to my right side and I held her arms with both of my hands. I pulled her face close to mine and started telling her what favor I needed.

" Emily...favor? "

" Oh, yes. What do you need? "

" Find the-the....number...f-f-f-for. "

" Y/n remember you can't speak full sentences yet. "

' God damnit. I'm going to kill my voice. '

" F-Find the n-n-number for S-Scotty Nowlin....please. "

" You spoke a full sentence! "

" Please. "

" I can. It can be your reward for speaking a full sentence. I'll tell your fiance the exciting news. "

" No. "

" No? "

" Suprise....f-f-f-for later. "

" Alright. I won't say a word to anyone. Now, let's get you walking. "

She held your arm and you straightened up. You slowly made your way to the door of the room. Emily opened it and let you walk out of the room. No one was in the hallway except for your 'fiance' and a few doctors. Emily pulled herself closer to your ear and started whispering.

" I'm going to go stand by the desk and I want you to walk to me without my help. "

You nodded and she left your side. She walked to the desk and stood in front of it, waiting for you. You looked at your feet and then back up at her. You sighed and started walking forward. Your steps were moving at a normal speed and you were able to walk like you used to.

You walked to Emily and she held your arms with a bright smile.

" That was great! You're back to a normal walking speed. You won't be able to jog or run for a while but at least now you can walk. You'll be out of the hospital in no time. "

" Thanks. "

" That was excellent, sweetie! "

Malcolm grabbed your shoulders and pushed you to his chest. He was smiling and his eyes shone with excitement. You could tell he was excited to see you walking because it would get you out of the hospital. Away from people who could figure out that he was a murderer. To start a family.

" You're doing so well! Walk around a little more with Ms. Emily and I'll get some breakfast for us both. Okay? "

You only nodded your head and walked with Emily, leaving your kidnapper behind. You wanted to tell Emily the full story. To tell her that you were kidnapped and beaten to be desocialized. Then how Malcolm tried to resocialize you to him and him only, but it backfired and put your life at risk. You wanted to but you couldn't, your vocals wouldn't allow you to.

Especially with the extra use to form a full sentence to find Scotty's room. You knew you need to see Scotty as soon as you could. They said he was alive and awake, but that he was stuck in a depressed state. You had to see him and try talking to him.