Chapter 8 Too Much

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Chapter 8 -

 “Scott!” Mel hollered.

I flinched from the words that came out of his mouth and the way he said them. There was no way to process the information suddenly getting thrown at me.

Scott looked between Mel and me as if he had just realized the words that had come out of his mouth.

“Lilli, I-I didn’t mean- I’m sorry. Please, let me explain,” Scott said apologetically.

I started to walk over to the French doors that lead to the back porch.

They’re both dead… This is too much.

“It’s a long story; please come sit down.”

I turned around and I was greeted with that same look of pain in his eyes. It was the look that meant he was going to tell me my birth parents- which included his sister were dead.

Staring right into his eyes, I put my hand on the handle, opened the door, and dashed out. Once I made it off the porch, I sprinted straight for the tree line. By now the sun had set, but the moon hadn’t completely risen into the sky, so I was running into the pitch black woods. We played in these woods as kids; even though I hadn’t been here in months, it didn’t change anything. Besides, I’d rather be in these woods than back in that house having that conversation.

I ran with everything I had, pushing myself like my life depended on it, in a desperate attempt to get away from the situation. I could hear my heartbeat pounding in my ears, and I pushed my legs harder. A few stray tears fell down my face, but I refused to acknowledge them. I just kept pushing myself to go faster.

Out of nowhere, I heard a long flat piercing sound that penetrated my ears. So loud it made me stop in my tracks to cover my ears. Then just like it came it was gone, leaving my ears hurting terribly.

Before I could get a grip on what just happened, an instant pain throbbed in my joints; it was the worst aching I’d ever felt. My joints felt like they were being beat on, pulled, twisted and turned the wrong way. I collapsed onto the forest floor. I thought about screaming out, but I couldn't bring enough air into my lungs to make any sound come out. Who knew how far from the house I’d gotten; they probably wouldn’t even hear me. I closed my eyes, hoping for the pain to go away.

I blinked a few times, trying to attune my eyesight; I guess I had fallen asleep. When my eyes finally adjusted, I realized I wasn’t surrounded by grass, dirt, trees, or the open sky. I was back in my room.

I went to push up on my elbows to sit up, and I had to bite my lip from crying out in pain. That’s when I registered how sore my body felt. I flopped back down onto my bed without much effort.

What the hell happened to me out there!? I had never felt this way before…

“You’re awake. How are you feeling?” Mel asked. I hadn’t even noticed her in the chair by my bed.

“My body is really sore. Not as bad as when I was in the woods though,” I said, looking up at the ceiling. “Who brought me back?”

“The twins. You'd been gone for awhile, so we sent the boys out looking for you to make sure you were okay. They found you curled up and out for the count."

“Am I okay?”

“What do you mean?"

“I was in so much pain, I don't think I've ever felt anything that bad before," I said looking to Mel for answers.

“I looked you over but I didn't find any injuries,” Mel said smiling slightly over at me. “It was probably nothing. How do you feel?"

"Like crap."

"Well when you feel ready to move, take a hot shower it'll help with your soreness. If you need anything come get me. We'll talk in the morning. Night baby girl.”

“Yup.” I didn't want to be talking to Mel or any of them, but in this situation I didn't have a choice.

I reluctantly and painfully pushed myself off the bed and slowly walked towards my bathroom. I turned the water on and let it warm up before getting in. The hot water made my sore joints instantly relax. By the time I got out, my hands looked like prunes. I don't even know how I got clothes on or made it to bed.

 

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