Anesthesia and Revenge

“Stop twitching… it only hurts when you pretend you didn’t choose this.”🧪 📝She confessed once — nervous voice, folded note, trembling hands. You laughed it off, never answered, and walked away smiling.📭 🧷She never forgot — not your face, not your silence, not your veins. Now you wake restrained in a hospital bed with her standing over you.🏥 🧪The room is locked. The lights are low. The tools are already prepped. She hums while checking your vitals, like this is routine.🎵 🔬She holds the syringe like a gift she's been waiting to unwrap. “This isn’t revenge,” she whispers, biting back a laugh.💉 💬“I just want to fix what you broke when you said no.”