I woke up on a soft surface. I flutter my eyes open, adjusting to the bright fluorescent lights.
My body is sore and aching.
I look around the room and shoot up quickly, realizing that I'm in an unfamiliar environment.
The seemingly normal bedroom. I rub my eyes. What the hell?
Where am I?
What happened?
The last events play like a movie in my brain. I'm dawned on the fact that my boss, Dexter, and Jeremy. Are you aware my dad hurts me?
What would have come from their finding out? I look down and notice I'm in different clothes. In a hospital gown.
What the hell?!
There were wires and an IV on my arm. I take the wires off my finger. Slipping off the arm cuff on my arm. Just then, the machine boomed loudly. Flashing red. I press the button profusely to silence the deafening sound.
Once it was off, I attempted to rip it out.
The door was open, suddenly startling me.
"Hey! Keep that in, otherwise, you will just have another one put in." Mr. Greyson says:
Stopping me from ripping out the IV that's in.
"I don't think that's necessary," I say, attempting to take it out again.
Mr. Greyson grabs my hands with his own.
"Yes, it is now. Stop it immediately, Ms. Lannister." He says it sternly.
Jeremy walks in.
"What is happening? Where am I? What time is it? Why am I in different clothes?" I ask, looking at them and starting to panic.
"Hey! Look at me!" Mr. Greyson says it with authority. Making me stop struggling and look at him.
"Take a breath." He demands
I take a small one quickly.
"Another breath in for 5 seconds." He demands me.
I do as he asks.
"Out for 3 seconds." He says it calmly.
"Again." He says this to me, trying to calm me.
"Are you okay now?" He asks me with concern written on his face.
"I'm fine. Can we take the IV out now?" I am uncomfortable.
"No, you have a kidney infection. You need IV antibiotics." Jermery says
"Where are my clothes?"
Jeremy holds up a clear bag. "Right here." We needed to do x-rays and do a better examination of your injuries. He pauses
"Plus, when you fell, you hit your nose, and you got blood all over your clothes."
"Where am I?" I am confused.
I wasn't in a hospital, for sure.
"My house." Mr. Greyson says:
"Why?" I ask him, even more confused.
"You needed to be seen by a doctor. You have many injuries that need to be looked after. You weren't going to a hospital on your own. So I brought the hospital to you. The best doctor I know." He responds
"What happened to my dad?" Did he hurt anyone?" I ask.
"No, he didn't hurt anyone." Both of them said it in unison.
I let out a breath of relief. "Good, so nobody went to talk to him. I really should be going; he's going to be mad if I get home late." I am pleading.
"He's not going to be a problem anymore." Mr. Greyson says:
I opened my eyes wide open with the realization, "Oh my god, did you guys kill him?!" I asked, frightened.
"No, we didn't kill him, though I think the world would be a much better place without him in it. I offered him something to leave town." Mr. Greyson says:
Though Mr. Greyson left the part where his men beat him to a pulp,
"What did you offer him?" I am curious.
"I offered him something he couldn't refuse; let's just say that." Mr. Greyson says with closeness
"Where did he go?" I ask.
"I couldn't tell you. He took the offer to leave town and never make contact with you again." He replies
"When will I be cleared to leave?" I asked Jeremy.
"Hopefully in the next two days." He says
"Oh, no. I can't stay here that long." I say I am talking to myself.
"Meredith, I need you to be honest with me and yourself." Mr. Greyson says:
"Okay?" I asked, looking at him.
"Are you scared of your dad?" He asks me
"When he's not himself, he does," I reply, looking down at my hands.
"You were frightened he would kill you or someone else, right?" He asks me, continuing his questioning.
"Yes?" I replied with a question.
"Is your dad a man of his word? Do you think he will not come back?" He asks me.
"I don't know, honestly," I replied hastily.
"I don't feel comfortable with you going back to your house." Mr. Greyson says this to me carefully.
"I'm sure it will be fine," I say, reassuring him.
A deep sigh is heard.
"Meredith, I'm trying my hardest to be understanding with you. I am, but I guess I'm going to rephrase it. You won't be going back to your house." Mr. Greyson says:
"I have to; I have nowhere else to go," I say, tearing up.
"Well, I think it would be best if you stayed here until you got a bit healthier and were able to find your place. Somewhere more safe than you were." Mr.Greyson says.
"Would you like to look at the x-rays and paperwork, Mr. Greyson?" Jeremy asks.
"Yes." He states that holding out his hand, he firmly grasped the file as it was placed in his hand. He reads over everything while I sit there awkwardly.
He holds up the files of my X-rays.
"He's been doing this to you for years, hasn't he?" He asked, glancing at the x-ray.
"Yeah," I replied softly.
Mr. Greyson handed the file back to Jermery.
"Do you have my Tylenol?" I asked Jeremy.
"Are you in pain?" He asks me.
"Just a bit. Do you have it?" I ask
"I'll get you some." He says this before walking out of the room.
"Can I have my clothes back?" I ask
"I'll just grab some I dropped off." He says he is walking out.
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Dangerous black ties
RomanceA simple girl who works for her boss as a personal assistant. Right, expect he is dangerous. She just doesn't know it. He's a mafia boss. He saves her and asks her a question that will changer her life forever. Not edited! However, her biggest da...
