I was finally discharged from the hospital and I couldn't be happier. I wanted so desperately to go back home to my own bed.
My dad had brought me a comfy change of clothes that I gladly put on. My wound was looking better but it still had to be wrapped up until my stitches could come out.
The day was bright and sunny as we drove home. My dad seemed at ease knowing that I was coming back home and I'm sure he missed his own bed too. It was only a few days spent at the hospital but it felt like an eternity.
We pulled up to our house and a wide smile spread across my face. I was so pleased to finally see the small little home again.
I rushed out of the car hearing my dad laugh from behind me. I pushed open the front door as the soothing smell of home hit my nostrils.
I heard my dads boots walk in behind me.
"I uh cleaned your room for you. I thought it might feel nicer coming home to a clean space" he mumbled.
I gleefully hugged him before trotting my way up the skinny staircase. I pushed open my bedroom door seeing a neatly kept room.
I was surprised at how well my dad had organized the place. I was very messy and the constant issues with my nightmares didn't make me eager to clean when I woke up.
I jumped into my bed as my memory foam mattress sunk from my body. I let out a deep sigh of relief. I was so happy to be home.
I decided that a nice bath was just what I needed. I would have to cover up my gauze and change it after but it was worth it.
I wrapped up my gauze in a plastic covering before going across the hall and into the bathroom. I removed all of my clothes and turned on the water. I had a thing for extremely hot water so I turned the temperature all the way up. The steam spread throughout the bathroom.
I felt nervous as I stood in front of the mirror, remembering my changing appearance. I looked about the same as last night when I checked myself. The golden flakes in my eyes contrasted against the dark brown. My hair was regaining its natural wave. It even looked fuller and healthier.
I made sure to lock the door behind me so my dad couldn't accidentally walk in. Once the tub filled up almost to the brim, I stopped the water. I slowly put in one foot letting myself adjust the scorching water before putting my whole body in.
I relaxed into the hot water as I leaned my head back on the tile. I closed my eyes just feeling my body rejuvenating.
It all felt so nice but it did make me sleepy. I had stayed up the entire night last night and I hadn't felt it's full effects yet. I was sure that I was going to end up crashing at some point but for now I tried to focus on relaxing.
I sat like that for a few minutes more before feeling someone touch the top of my head. I furrowed my eyebrows as I opened my eyes to see who was touching me but their hand came down on me with full force.
My head submerged underwater causing me to scream out. I thrashed around in the tub as I felt myself losing air. The hand was very strong and I knew exactly who it was.
I reached up to scratch his hand away from my head but he didn't budge. My nails dragged across his skin, digging in like claws.
My chest was beginning to burn as I needed air. The desperation was sinking in.
I felt my body send a wave of electricity through me. It felt like I was fire but it didn't burn. The electricity carried up to my head concentrating on his hand. As soon as the energy built up, he yanked his hand off of my head.
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Sallos (A Demon Romance)
HorrorThe most freeing thing in the world is to watch yourself go crazy. ~~~~~~~~~ (Mature)