Shattered Asylum

Chapter 13

I have no idea where I am. I woke up with the worst headache and a sour stomach. I remember leaving with Kristina and Grayson so maybe I'm at her house?

I am in someone else's clothes, an over sized black hoodie that reaches the middle of my thighs and boxer shorts underneath.

Where is my bra and underwear? Who changed me? I start to panic, knowing they saw my back and chest.

I smell amberwood and vanilla on this hoodie, Grayson. My pulse quickens at the thought of him seeing me naked, or worse. I look around the room more closely and realize where I am, his room.

Fuck! What did I get myself into?

There's water and two pills on the nightstand with a little card saying "Take these." I grab the glass and throw the pills in my mouth, gulping them down. I hear laughter coming from the kitchen, footsteps coming closer.

My hands begin to sweat. What should I do? Pretend to be sleeping? I decide to just get under the covers and lay my head on the headboard. "I'm surprised you were even able to carry him." I hear someone say while opening the door.

Grayson pops his head around the corner, looking at me. "Finally, you're awake." He walks further into his room. "What time is it?" I ask, rubbing my eyes. "Almost 1." I slept that long? I don't even remember having a nightmare. I feel my cheeks grow warm at what I'm about to ask next.

"D-did we have... do anything?" He smirks at me, running his hand through his hair. "No. You threw up on your clothes so Kristina changed you. I slept in the living room." Now I feel bad. "Why didn't you put me in the guest bedroom?" I remember walking in there the last time I was here.

"My sister is here, so she's using it." Did he say sister? "You have a sister?" How did I never know this? "Yeah, she's in college right now, she just came to visit for the weekend before going to my parents house." He says, walking over to sit at the edge of the bed.

"Did I throw up on anything?" I need to apologize to Kristina. "Just on yourself and the sidewalk." Okay, not bad. "How's your face?" He still has a red mark . "It's fine. You're stronger than you look." He says, chuckling. "Yeah, sorry again." I say laughing.

"I have an extra tooth brush and your clothes are almost done drying. If you want to take a shower, you can use my bathroom." I need to but that's so awkward. "Oh, thank you." He gets off the bed and opens the door to his bathroom.

Ah, so that's what that door leads to. I was thinking a red room or something.

I get off the bed and follow him inside. The bathroom is just as big as his room. He has a walk in shower and a Jacuzzi bathtub in the corner. He has two sinks and two mirrors along the wall. This bathroom is cleaner than my life.

He walks me to the shower, showing me how it works. "The clean towels are on that rack and I'll put your toothbrush on the counter." He opens a drawer and pulls out a new toothbrush and miniature toothpaste. "Thank you again, for everything." I must have been so annoying to deal with, I need to repay them somehow.

"No problem, I'll put your clothes on my bed." After he leaves I get undressed and look at myself in the mirror. The pale sunken scar across my collar bone that goes down to my left boob. Daniel wanted to teach me a lesson about telling him no and made Benji, Joe's dog attack me.

I don't attempt to look at my back, knowing the flashbacks would start, making me relive the memories. My body is a book of all the things I had to endure throughout the past three years.

I step into the shower, the hot water warming my chilled bones. I moan as the propelling water massages my aching muscles.

I wash my hair with his shampoo and conditioner, the smell reminding me of my dad. I grab the soap, scrubbing every inch of my body.

Once I'm done I just let the water run down on my face. His water pressure is so much better than mine, I don't want to get out.

After a few more minutes, I reluctantly get out. I grab a towel, wrapping it around myself. I brush my teeth before walking out to get my clothes. After I get changed I walk out of Graysons room and make my way to the kitchen. I see everyone in the living room watching a movie.

I walk around the couch and take the empty seat next to Grayson. "And she lives!" Ethan says, causing a few chuckles around the room. I start biting the dead skin around my nails as I look at Kristina.

I know she's going to ask me about the scars, I just hope she won't pressure me into giving her an answer.

I see the twin's sister sitting in the love seat. She looks exactly like them, just prettier. "Hi, I'm Cameron." She says, waving at me. "I'm Aven." I smile at her.  "How are you feeling? You were out cold last night." She asks, chuckling. "Shitty." I feel shitty from the alcohol and shitty for being a bad friend.

"Sorry you had to take care of me last night." I look at Kristina. I can't believe I was so careless. "No problem, that's what friends are for. You would've done the same." I never thought I would have a friend like her, she is very different from Nora.

I turn my attention to the TV, curious what's playing. "Are you hungry?" Grayson asks next to me. "Yeah, a little bit." I bet if I eat something I'll feel a little bit better. He gets up and goes to the kitchen for a minute before coming back with a bag in his hand. He tosses it on my lap as he sit's back down. I start smiling as I read the bag.

"You got me McDonald's?" I feel like a little kid that just got their dream toy. "Me and E got everyone food while you were showering." I didn't think I was in there for that long. I thank him as I grab a few fries, shoving them in my mouth, still warm. I moan in satisfaction, nothing beats a good fry.

"Hey, do you know where my phone is?" I ask. "Oh yeah. You left it in my car." Kristina says, going to Ethan's room and coming back with my phone in her hand. "Thank you." I look to see if I have any notifications while biting into my hamburger.

Nora called me ten times and messaged me over twenty. I scroll through her texts, they are becoming more aggressive as I go further down. The last thing she texted me was her saying she's at my house. I get up and walk into the kitchen to call her.

"Hello?" I hear her hoarse voice over the phone. "Nora? Are you still at my house?" I ask, pacing around the kitchen and dining room. "Aven?! What the hell?! I thought something bad happened to you!" She yells, crying. "I'm sorry, I got too drunk last night and left my phone in Kristina's car." I feel bad for making her worry.

"Oh. Where are you?" I sit down at the table, playing with the fake flower that is placed in the middle. "I'm at Graysons house." I hear her gasp through the phone. "Did you guys sleep together!?" I already know she's jumping up and down.

"No, he slept on the couch." I never thought I would let my guard down and be so careless, something bad could've happened to me and it would've been my fault. "Oh, well that's no fun." She says disappointed.

Nora has always been a TMI girly, nothing is too personal for her. She tells me about every guy she hooks up with, how good or bad they were, what positions they did and how big or small they were . I have learned a lot from her, even though I never asked.

"I'm happy he did." I don't think very many guys would do that, all they want is sex and it doesn't matter if you give consent or not.

"I'm coming over, I want to talk to you in person." she says. She hangs up before I get the chance to say anything. Nora is such a rare species, I don't know how I found her.

What a crazy night.

What's something you've done while drunk?

How do we feel about Nora so far?

See you in the next one.