Trisha’s P.O.V:
“Trisha?
“Trisha!”
I heard someone calling my name, but the voice felt too far away. My ears felt like they were about to explode. What was that continuous shrill noise? Why couldn’t I move?
There was so much pain. My back felt like someone was pouring acid over it again and again…Why couldn’t I scream?
“Trisha! What have you done to her?”
There it was again…that voice? Who was it? Why did they sound so desperate?
“It’s not my fault she can’t handle a little heat.”
I couldn’t see…I couldn’t move…all I could do was feel…
And it hurt. It hurt so badly.
“TRISHA!”
Suddenly, the ringing in my ears stop and I could feel a slight twitch in my fingers. Someone seems to be shaking me. But who?
“Please!” He begged. “Please open your eyes!”
I tried once again to do as he said, but I couldn’t. But I felt like I had to respond to this person; I didn’t know why but I had to.