Walls Between Us

23 | silence

so turns out, I was wrong
this is the last continuous update
thought you guys deserved some light after the darkness

enjoy and please comment!
it makes me write more

xoxo

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A M A Y A

I am warm when my eyes flicker open. My body aches and the muscles in my hips appear to have stiffened. The room I am in is darkened. I can't see much except for the shapes of the furniture.

I let out a breathy groan, twisting in between the sheets as I turn. I shut my eyes again when my head rests on a harder surface than my pillow. A calm scent hits my nose. I snuggle closer to the thing keeping me warm.

It is when the thing moves under my head that I realize that it is breathing too. I force my eyes to open and tilt my head up.

Good gracious!

I am lying above Carter Bell's chest. He is in my bed with one muscular arm pillowing his head. The bedside lamp bathes his face in a warm yellow glow. His attention is not on me though. He has his glasses on and is reading a book which he holds open in his other hand. His eyebrows are furrowed at the page he is currently on.

He appears so normal. We appear so normal and the thing is I can't remember why he is here and why we are sharing a bed.

Where is my son?

I jump up, an action that makes Carter flinch. He finally spots me awake and his eyes widen.

"Am-"

"Where's Parker?" I ask breathlessly, looking around the room, a hand ready to fling the blanket off me.

"Am, calm down...Parker's fine," Carter says as he shuts his book and opens his glasses, putting them both on the bedside table.

I don't believe him. I fling the blanket off us and am about to climb down the bed when Carter grabs my arm and jerks me towards his chest.

"Where is he? Where is my Parker? Let me go, jerk!"

I fight against his hold but he only presses his lips close to my ear.

"He's with your Mom, baby. They thought it would be better for you to have some rest for a few days."

I stop struggling, confused by his words. Slowly, his grip around me loosens and he lets me turn to face him in the bed.

His eyes look heavy with sleep. He is clearly exhausted.

What happened to him? What happened to me?

I can't remember a thing. All I remember is going into the kitchen to make breakfast this morning. It is night now as I make out by the scene outside the window.

"Carter..." My voice is full of fear as I say his name. "What happened to me?"

Carter scans my face with worrisome eyes. He raises a hand to touch my cheek, his fingers curling around my neck. The touch is gentle, soft, and welcoming. I want to lean into that touch.

I want to do crazy things when I am with him. I want to hug him, kiss him, tear his clothes and make love to him. Love him.

"Am...you had an episode. But you're okay now."

Panic rises in me at the information. My body feels heavy, cold, and shaken to the core. Gooseflesh rises in my arms, coating my skin all over.

"Oh no..." I gasp, my hands moving to grab hold of Carter's wrists as I stare at him in panic. "Did I hurt him? Did I hurt Parker?"