Mission Task : Do I know you?

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My head hurts too much. 

My body hurts too much. 

It seems that everything hurts too much.

 Slowly, my sense starts to send reports back to my brain. 

Get the fuck up. She's gone already.

Groaning I try to pick myself off the cold wet floor. The crimson liquid squelching underneath my hands as I move. There are some bruises and cuts and scrapes and maybe some breaks.

I keep my eyes closed, not because I didn't want to see where I was going, but because I think it'll probably hurt to open them.

Once I get on my feet I take a deep breath, holding stomach slightly as I limp out of the room

I've been in here so much I could tell you each place I've been beat the shit of and where the blood spilt too

I get to the door and use my free hand to swing it open. 

"Jennie!" Adelpha shouts

A rage builds up in my stomach, but I don't know why, so I quickly extinguish it.

"H-hey" I slur out, collapsing into her arms as a sudden wave of exhaustion takes over

Damn, wonder what smelt so good?

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Hands stroke the side of my face, making me painfully aware of the bruises on my cheek

I lift a hand lazily without opening my eyes and lay it across my stomach

"hurts." I whisper, wanting to go back to sleep

"You have a mission later" 

"Let me guess, from that bitch that want's to kill me?"

I hear a small snort and a chuckle before a hum is response.

Sighing I get up and groan as I clutch my ribs

"Are they fucking broken" I curse, eyes widening in pain

"No, just bruised" Adelpha says, coming up to me as she places a quick kiss on my cheek. She moves away and smiles brightly, but I can't find it in me to smile back

"Everything okay?" She asks, worry coating her voice.

I shake my head and take a deep breath

Might lose my girlfriend but here goes nothing

"This feels.. Wrong? A-as if every time we touch, I'm supposed to be mad o-or upset. And I know that seems stupid, and believe me I know it's dumb, but there's like a- a hole in my mind. "

She looks at me, a few different emotions ranging on her face, before a very obvious face of rage sticks

I brace myself for the cursing but she just huffs

"Do you remember anything from those gaps?"

I shake my head and start looking around for my clothes. Proper clothes that I won't mind getting bloody

"Okay. I'm not mad" she says, blatantly lying to me

I give her a look over my shoulder as I slide some slightly ripped joggers on

"Okay I'm not mad at you. Just at someone else"

Why? If I'm the one who said it why would she be mad?

"Just get changed and I'll get Kevin to go with you"

Before she walks out of the door I run up to her and hug her from behind, kissing her jaw gently

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