Lyrical Lies

I slowly opened my eyes.

Bright splashes of color danced across my vision.

The bed I was lying in was hard. The sheets were stiff and the pillow was lumpy. It wasn't my bed.

I sat up abruptly.

Where was I?

A pair of hazel eyes stared at me.

"You're awake," he sounded relieved. "Are you okay?"

I ignored his question and examined the wall behind him. It looked like I was in a hospital room.

But who was he?

He sat beside my bed in a uncomfortable looking chair. His hair was messy and his face was scruffy.

Green colors splashed in front of my eyes when I looked at him.

"Violet?" His eyebrows were drawn together tightly. He looked worried.

How did he know my name?

"Who are you?" I whispered. My voice was hoarse and quiet.

He stared at me, his eyes wide.

He silently got up and left.

What happened?