Lol this chapters title makes me think of eminem's song guilty conscience lol anyways you will get to look inside Gaige's mind this chapter and see a little bit about why he is the way he is.
Gaige's POV.
I walked out slamming all the doors behind me.I rubbed my hands through my hair.I realized Lillian's blood was on my hands.I ran to the bathroom and started washing my hands vigorously.
The water turned slightly pink and I was caught in a flash back.
Flash back
My face received another punch.My "father" took another swig of vodka."You're worthless boy.You should have never been born.You should just die! Yeah you should die!"he yelled and a crazed look entered his eyes.He went into the kitchen and I stumbled to my feet.I walked into the living room heading for the front door.Before I reach it however I felt a pain in my side.
I turned around to my father with a kitchen knife.He had stabbed me!He lunged at me again but I ducked out of the way.Oh my god he was really trying to kill me!He lunged at me again.This time I caught him by his wrist.We struggled and the knife flew out of his hand across the room.I ran out of the house.
End of flash back
I shook my head at the memory and finish washing my hands.Flashes of my father and Lillian's beautiful face in pain kept going off in my head.I couldn't stay here I need to get out.But first I needed to take care of Lillian.
Lillian's POV
I woke up in pain.When I opened my eyes I saw Gaige cleaning my stomach.I tried to back away but he held me down."Stay still and let me clean your cuts."He said grabbing another disinfectant wipe.He reach towards me as if he was going to hug me.Again I tried to back away but winced in pain.
"I'm trying to help you sit up so I can put a wrap around your stomach and it looks like you are having pain even moving.So let me help you."I just stated at him "Are you bipolar?Because if you're not I can't see how you can be beating me one minute then taking care of me another."He stayed silent for a minute just looking at me then the ground.
"Lillian I had things-horrible things-happen to me in the past.I was never taught how to love and care for another person.I lash out and I don't always know what I'm feeling.Sometimes I feel every thing at once and other times I can't feel anything at all.I'm telling you this because even though I hurt you I don't want to.I hate seeing you in pain but I don't know how to care for you.What I'm really trying to say is I'm sorry."
We sit in silence for what feel like hours."You really are bipolar."I say.His deep laugh fills the room"Yeah maybe.I should probably get that checked out "His face turning slightly serious as he looks at me."Yeah probably."I laugh then wince because it hurts my stomach.
He looks at me in concern the hands me some pills and a water bottle."It's some Advil for the pain."He says his palm stretched out to me.I grateful except them and chug down the water.
"I'll be back."he says and walks out.He comes back with a bunch of books in his arms."You're still in trouble so until you learn to obey you be locked down here.Heres some books to read."He puts them on the floor by me.I look at the books.
They're all either about historical events or murder mysteries "History and murder mysteries really?Thats what you read."He shifts his feet"uhh yeah...I guess I just enjoy trying find out what happened,who was the killer,how did the police find them that sort of thing."
It's so ironic that he says that.He turns to walk out if the room" hey Gaige...Thanks for the books."I say holding one up.He smiles"no problem."and with that he leaves the room and locks the door.
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