Back in Time

Chapter 33

Recap: "No, you don't get it," I shook my head "It's time for me and Roxanne to go back home" I tried to explain.

Confusion swept over his face "What? Monica I don't understand-"

"It's time we go back to our time," I said.

Monica P.O.V

A stunned silence stretched on for what seemed like a long time. It was beginning to get uncomfortable so I looked up at dad's face to see what I had been expecting, he looked shocked.

"Oh my gosh, what happened to your face?" I gasped once I realized his eye was badly bruised, it looked like he had been in some sort of fight. I clenched my teeth, fucking Hawking! He said dad was alright and that they wouldn't hurt him if it wasn't necessary!

Did they do something to him because I was resisting answering his questions? Ugh he sickened me!

"Are you okay? Does it hurt?" I asked reaching out to touch his face but he pulled back making me lower my hand "What is it?" I asked worriedly.

"You...what did you say?" he asked sounding shocked still.

I looked at him confused "I asked if you were okay," I repeated.

"I'm fine," he shook his head "But did you say, you had to...." he trialed off swallowing hard.

"Go back to our time? Yes, Alex, that's what I said," I confirmed.

He looked somewhat crushed, "Why?" he whispered sounding out of breath.

"Why? What do you mean why?" I frowned watching his reaction, he looked somewhat upset, and I wondered if he was upset by the thought of us leaving? I gulped, I didn't want to think of that, because if he was upset then I was bound to get upset too!

"I mean, why so suddenly, when did you decide...I'm confused, Monica what happened in there?" he asked snapping out of it, he frowned and the shocked expression left his face.

I sighed, I really didn't want to tell him everything that had happened with Hawking, but one look at his face and I knew he'd be mad if I didn't tell him.

"Lets try and find our way out of here and I'll tell you," I suggested resuming walking. He grabbed me though, keeping me in place "No, I want to know now, what happened? What the fuck did he do to you?" he asked grabbing my bandaged wrist gently.

I looked around nervously, we were still close to the building, and I didn't want anyone coming out and taking us back in there for lingering around too much.

"He was um, well, checking to see if I was an um alien" I mumbled under my breath quickly, saying it out loud sounded so stupid! I mean, how dumb could Hawking really be to think I was a darn alien?!

Dad's eyes widened and he gave me an incredulous look "He was checking...to see if you were an alien?!" he raised his voice.

"I know, I know! It sounds stupid but he-"

"What the fuck...what...shit Monica how did he check?!" he had unwrapped the bandage from my wrist and was now examining the wound.

I felt my stomach heave at the sight of the bloody bandage, I turned my head from it and let out big pants "He...cut my wrist," I let out a huge pant and tried to ignore the way my stomach flipped.

"And what did he think you had blue blood or something? Look at this! He could've killed you! You could've bled to death! Monica this is still bleeding!" he raised his voice more and more.