Chapter 146: Prognosis

My eyelids fluttered open, and then I quickly snapped them shut. Why was it so bright in the room? I lifted my arm, intent on shielding my eyes. Something stuck out from the back of my hand. A needle?

I attempted to push myself into a sitting position. Every muscle in my body protested, and my arms buckled, sending me slouching back down. It felt like I'd been asleep for years.

"You're awake," Trent said. He dropped his feet from the foot of my bed and stood in a single, graceful movement.

"Yeah." My throat was like sandpaper. I needed something cold to drink.

"She's awake," Trent called over his shoulder, not very loudly because in a house full of vampires with enhanced senses, he really didn't need to. "Get the doctor."

"Doctor?" I cleared my throat and winced. "Ow."

"What's wrong?" He had his hand on my shoulder in an instant, concern dripping from him.

"I need some water," I croaked.