Broken Wings

Chapter 4: My Hero

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Someone is banging on the inside of my head with a hammer.

I can't move my limbs, my eyes are sealed shut.

Panic shoots up my spine, and the rush of adrenaline allow me to pry my eyelids apart, but I am immediately blinded by bright light.

"Where am I?" I mumble to myself.

"In my house", the deep voice next to me clears my head a bit more, and I blink my my eyes rapidly.

"What?" I try to stand up, but a spike of pain pierces my head and I slump back into the bed.

The bed.

"What happened?" My tongue feels swollen in my mouth, and my words come up slurred.

"I saw that douche practically dragging you out the door, and I stopped him before he even got to his car".

Lucas. The drink. Jace. Everything suddenly comes rushing back to me and it causes my head to throb even harder.

After blinking several more times, my vision starts to clear and the dark shape in front of me materializes. Jace.

"You saved me?" He nods his head.

"After you sucked faces with a girl the second I left you alone". His eyes darkens, and he sits on the edge of the bed.

"Auroa, you didn't let me explain. That girl, she was an ex and she must have seen that we came together because as soon as I was alone, she forced herself on to me. I was caught off guard and before I could push her away you had seen. And she won, because you were angry at me". His eyes looked at me earnestly, but looks can deceive.

"So I'm supposed to believe that this girl basically raped you and didn't do anything because you were too surprised. Even if that is true, I don't think I want to be around people that would cause me more hurt than I already have in my life".

His face became twisted in pain and I instantly regretted being the one behind it. Here I was, complaining about getting hurt when I was doing exactly that to Jace.

"At least let me help you get better", he got up from the bed and walked over to his door. "After that I swear you don't ever have to speak to me again".

And with that he shut the door with a soft click, leaving me alone to mull over everything that happened.

I must have drifted off to sleep because I woke up to someone calling my name.

Jace was holding out a whole freakin platter of delicious food and it was making my mouth water uncontrollably.

A giant smile broke over my face and I reach toward the food, but then I remembered I couldn't eat it. I could only eat two full meals every week and I couldn't consume anything with gluten, fat, or unnatural sugar. What Carl was holding out to me had all of it.

I sighed and the smile fell from my face.

Jace noticed and frowned. "What's wrong, you don't like it?"

"No it looks delicious", I swear I was chocking on my own saliva, "I'm just not hungry".

My stomach decided it was the perfect time to growl loudly.

"You're clearly hungry", he took a step toward me. If I wanted to, I could reach out and touch him.

"Umm.. uh". I couldn't deny it. I was starving.

"I remember you didn't eat at lunch either. Are you starving yourself or something?"

I have to, or my mom would kill me.

"Auroa. Tell me what is going on". He looked at me with so much concern and intensity that the tight chest of secrets I keep inside of me crack open.

And they all came poring out.

Sorry for the short chapter! I have so many final projects due, it's unreal 😑.