Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter 24

After Liu fell asleep I got up to see if Jeff was still there. Opening the door I saw that it had began to snow, and Jeff's body was no longer there. I shivered as I walked on the slightly snow covered ground to my mom's car. Getting inside it I sat there at the wheel, remembering the shopping day I had with my mom. I don't know how long I sat there, long enough to start seeing the sun rise. Stepping out my bare foot made contact with the snow causing me to gasp. Quickly running to the building I went to the kitchen to grab the first aid. I still needed to take care of my wounds. Going to my room I got undressed and started cleaning the scratches wincing every time the alcohol came in contact with my skin. I finally got them all cleaned up and wrapped. Digging through my clothes I put my brown sweater and jeans on, the same outfit I wore that day. Looking at my bed I grimaced. "Not sleeping on that at all!" Heading back to the kitchen I saw Liu trying to get up. Sighing I helped him stand and lead him to his room. "What is with you, for someone so skinny you weigh a ton!" He sent a glare my way which caused me to roll my eyes. In his condition he wouldn't be hurting me much. Setting him down on his bed I rummage through his clothes or should I say my dad's clothes, and found a light t-shirt. I turned around to help put it on but he stopped me. "I can do it myself." He snapped and tried to grab the shirt which I just yanked away from him. "No, you can't." I didn't want to fight him since it would rip the stitches and waste material. "Look, I'm going to help you until you're better and that's final. He didn't say anything as I put the shirt on or when I came back with food. Only when I was leaving with the now empty dishes did he speak up. "Why are you helping me?" I stopped and turned around to face him. "I'm only doing this because I owe you for saving my life from Jeff. Trust me, I hate you enough that I would have just left you." And with that said, I left the room.