Darklight (Darklight #1)

by Bella Forrest

The sound of beeping woke me. I slowly opened my eyes, a heavy fog stifling my brain. My arms, chest, and legs were dotted with Band-Aids, and I felt one on my chin, too. I noticed several new, blotchy bruises. I blinked, searching through my clouded memory to remember where I was. We'd flown home. Zach had gripped my hand the whole time. I’d drifted in and out of sleep. Dorian had been watching me every time I’d opened my eyes. They'd admitted me to the medical wing the night before. Both had followed me until the medics told them they weren’t allowed in the medical wing. They’d tried to speak to me, their expressions reassuring, but I’d been too out of it to register the words. They’d waved to me from the glass window, Dorian staying a heartbeat longer, as the staff ushered them away. The rhythmic beeping continued as I sat up. My chest didn't hurt. Only a lingering dull ache remained in my muscles. I took solace in that, grateful for the relief. I wiggled my toes, warm under several blankets.

This is starting to make me think of the ending scene of the first Resident Evil movie.