Liz Whats Wrong With You?

Stupid Sneezes

"Mom I honestly have no clue if she is. She acted fine last night after all that but I think she was in shock and dazed from it all. She acted weird. I love my baby sister and hate to see her like this. It scares me. Just don't say a word please for her sake." I heard Andy's voice from far off. It sounded muffled but calm, sweet. I waited for a response but knew when none came he must have been on the phone. Thank God she wasn't here.

"I will mom. I love you and I promise she's safe here." I heard the phone as it hit the table, then a sigh from Andy. A loud sigh like he was upset or over thinking something.  

I opened my eyes, taking in my surroundings. I was in the bed at the back of the bus, door pulled to a crack. Through it I could make out the boys. All sitting around and watching tv. Vic and the guys were still here but I thought they left. I really couldn't remember what happened last night after flipping out at the club. Did I black out? Was I that shocked that I couldn't remember ever making it back to the bus after being attacked?  

I pulled back the covers that draped over me and hopped down. Pain shot across my thigh in waves that I couldn't control. I winced grabbing ahold to fabric? Confusion set in. Why did I have a bandage on? Oh no! What have I done?  I gasped so loud I scared myself when I pulled back the bandage to find bleeding, half scabbed over, cuts. Fresh cuts. Eighteen? I counted them. Yeah eighteen.  

I headed out of that back space, limping of course, and rushed into the living room. I had to lean against the wall for support. I looked up to find nine worried faces staring back. I didn't care if I was naked, half naked, or dressed like a nun. I wanted answers and I was going to get them.  

"What the heck happened last night Andy? What have I done?" I said pointing to the unwrapped bandages and the cuts.  

"You don't remember anything Liz?" Andy asked in a surprised tone.  

"Do I look like I remember something like this? My leg looks like it was caught in a paper shredder or I had a horrible razor accident!" I responded in a louder tone. Not on purpose of course.  

"You cut yourself Liz. You locked yourself in the bathroom and butchered you leg because of your run in with that devils spawn Ray." Andy practically yelled it at me. Like I was a child that had broken a collectable.  

"Why are you yelling at me? I'm not a five year old and for Gods sake Andy I don't remember doing this. I remember getting attacked but after that. I don't know." I looked at him in disbelief. Disbelief that he'd yell at me. Disbelief that he had believed for a moment that in my right state of mind I would have done that again. Then it hit me. I did remember.  

"I do remember now. I remember it. I'm sorry." I slide to the floor, leaning against the wall. What is wrong with me? What's going on? 

"It's okay Lizzy. You weren't that bad after we gave you medicine of the pain. You were pretty messed up though. You fell asleep on Tony and I had to take you to back there so you wouldn't hit anything." Andy laughed. A small laugh but a laugh.  

"Is he gonna come back? I mean after all that will he do it again?" I looked at them all. I was genuinely scared for my life.  

"No he won't. We made sure of that." Jake said, smiling mischievously at me.  

"What did you guys do?" I said smiling.  

"What you don't know wont hurt you." Ashley said laughing as I hit my head against the wall. Stupid sneezes. Gets me every time.