Sawyer
I moved into town a year ago. I've been put through hell, but when the dark hair stranger comes to my rescue my whole life gets flipped. He says he loves me but will that be enough to keep us together.
Mason
She's been on my mind since I saw...
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I keep trying to open my eyes but it's not working. I can feel the nasuea rise from the pain and hear the whooshing of the blood inside my head. Then I hear the voices. It's a female and Mason.
"Mason you need to find out what happened. I don't like this one bit."
"I know Nancy, but I can't go against her wishes."
"I know kid but I don't like the way she looks, the damage that has been done"
"And you think I do? I felt my heart drop out when I found her."
"I know but her injuries look like she was sexually assaulted. I can't do a kit till she wakes up."
"I know"
It's then that I succumb to blackness again.
"Sawyer open your eyes for me baby. Come on you can do it"
I slowly try to open my eyes the light burning them causing me to wince with the pain. I can feel the big hands on my back helping me sit up, while smaller hands are moving some blankets around.
I finally blink away the blurriness and see Mason and a gorgeous woman standing in front of me.
"Hi Sweetie I'm Nancy. I'm Jackson's mom" Her soft voice filters the room.
She has red hair like Jackson does and the warmest brown eyes. Her skin is pale and she has a smattering of freckles across her nose. Nancy's smile is kind and when she leans in I can smell her perfume. She smells like cinnamon and vanilla. She smells very homey.
"I'm a nurse here at the hospital but Mason brought you to my house" She says kindly to me while giving Mason a dirty look.
I clear my throat forcing my hoarse voice out. "Don't be mad at Mase. I made him promise not to take me to hospital." I look between the two ignoring Mason's scowl. "How long have I been out?"
"About ten hours. I cleaned up all your wounds but that was after I took pictures just in case you changed your mind." Nancy starts examining my hands.
"There were a few cuts I did have to stitch but the one on your thigh was the worse. Also I looked at your scalp and there a few places where your hair was ripped I had to stitch" Nancy winces patting me on the knee.
"I'll leave you two to it. I know you already promised Mason but for me not to push this issue I need you to promise me you will tell him everything and by that I mean start from the beginning. Understand?" She looks at me using that mom face. The one where her words and voice are soft and firm but her eyes say disobey me and you are in such trouble.
"I understand. Thank you Nancy." I nod her way as she walks out the door.
I take a moment to look around and take in where I'm at. Nancy has a hospital bed that I am laying in. She has a long table beside with little jars and canisters a few of them I can see are filled with cotton balls, band aids and tongue depressors. The room has a large window which is the bright light I woke up too and as I shift around in the scratchy sheets I can feel the i.v pulling at my arm.
