Cursed Fate: Cursed Series #4

Cursed Fate: Cursed Series #4 by t. h. snyder Read Free Book Online

Book: Cursed Fate: Cursed Series #4 by t. h. snyder Read Free Book Online
Authors: t. h. snyder
three figures standing around me.
    “Good, glad to see that you’re back with us,” he says stepping closer to me.
    “W-where am I?” I croak out.
    My throat is sore and a bitter aftertaste sits on my tongue.
    “You’ve had quite the night here, young man. As I mentioned earlier, a delivery man found you on the floor of your home. He was smart enough to quickly contact 911 and they brought you here, to our hospital.”
    “B-but why?” I stutter through the words, my throat burning as I try to swallow.
    “What is the last thing you can remember?”He asks.
    Rather than speak, I just shake my head back in forth. I honestly can’t remember a thing.
    “The past few hours, our emergency room as been trying to bring you back from an overdose. I’m not sure what transpired before you were brought through our doors, but your blood alcohol was twice the legal limit and the toxicology report showed an extremely high dose of Oxycodone in your system. You’re a very lucky man that you were brought here when you were.”
    Listening to his words, the memories start to play through my head. I was in so much pain, frustrated at the life I had been living that I was willing to do anything to make it all go away.
    My eyes catch site of a woman as she moves to the side of my bed. With a soft smile on her face, she grabs for the remote dangling along the side of the arm rail. Pushing a button, my bed begins to move, raising me to an inclined position.
    “It’s been a long night and it’ll be an even longer few days,” she pauses waiting for me to make eye contact.
    Once my eyes hit her emerald green eyes, the smile returns.
    “We pumped your stomach and were removing the tube when you first started to wake. Your throat may seem raw for the next few days, so take it easy.”
    Raising a cup to me, she signals with her head for me to take it.
    “You’ll need to drink this entire cup, no exceptions. It tastes awful, but believe me, your liver will thank me later.”
    Reaching for the cup, I take it in my hands and bring it to my lips. The smell is enough to make my stomach feel ill; I can’t imagine how bad the taste will actually be. Not waiting a second longer, I tip the cup back and take in a small sip.
    “Ugh,” I sputter through closed lips.
    Looking back into her eyes, she encourages me to drink more.
    “Do it, Mr. Zotto. The longer you prolong it, the worse off you’ll be.”
    Nodding, I drink down the last bit of the charcoal tasting, thick liquid.
    As I hand the cup to her, the man walks away from the bed and another woman steps forward.
    “Good morning, Mr. Zotto. Glad to see that you’re feeling much better. I’m Kathryn, one of the mental health specialists here at the hospital. I understand you’ve had quite an experience and may not be up to talking quite yet, but I wanted to take the time to introduce myself. I’ll be stopping by again throughout my shift, so be sure to get plenty of rest and listen to these fine people.”
    Rather than speaking, I nod and wave my hand in her direction. With a smile she turns and leaves the room without another word.
    My gaze searches the room and falls to the woman standing next to me. I watch as the nurse reviews the machine set up along side of my bed. Before leaving, she encourages me to get some rest and use the call button should I need anything.
    Watching her leave the room, I’m alone to ponder over what’s taken place the last few minutes.
    The poisons I poured into my body brought me here. The pain that’s been hurting me for months has caused me to almost kill myself. Even if it was not my intent, it still happened. I am embarrassed, let down, and feeling a sense of…pain.
    A knock sounds at the wall and the curtain is pulled back to the side. A petite woman walks through and toward my side.
    “Hi, I’m Carrie, one of the nurses on staff this evening. We usually don’t allow this, but the man that found you in your home has asked to see you. It’s

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