Fall From Grace

Truths or Lies (Ch3)

               I fell off my bed and I landed on the floor, I gasped for breath. My head took most the damage in my fall, it throbbed. Then I noticed my hand, it was throbbing. It reminded me of the rhythm of a heart beating, throb, throb, throb, I pulled my hand against my chest. I could tell it was burned, it reminded me of when I was a child and I touched the stove when it was hot. Though this hurts worst than that, I thought. I couldn’t move my hand or it would shoot a sharp pain up my arm.

             Then I remembered the guys, I didn’t want to open my eyes to find the guys here. After a few minutes, I slowly opened them and looked around me. Nobody was there.

            I closed my eyes trying to concentrate on my breathing. Feeling myself go faint, I tried to think of something rather than the pain. What’s happening to me...? I thought.

 I looked into my dream, and tried to figure out what my dream meant, but nothing was making sense.

             Where was I?? Who was the guy with the black hair? Why did he remind me of someone I knew...?  And who was the blond? What’s wrong with my right palm?? Who is Morgenstern?? And why are they scared of him?

             I opened my eyes; as I moved my hand gently, so I could look at it. The burn glowed gold on my palm. As I stared at it, I knew the symbol. The Morning Star, It was burned into my right palm.

I could feel my stomach start to turn, knowing I was about to puke. So I turned over and gagged as I tried puking but nothing came out. I felt my chest heave, as a sob came out.

            All my thoughts were hoping this was a dream, my hand, the guys, and the pain. I opened my mouth to yell for Bemo but the only sound that came out was a scream. I tried to stop screaming but my whole arm was in pain. I looked towards the door for help, to find Bemo coming in my room carrying a bat.

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            Bemo cleaned my Palm and put bandages on it, she also gave me some pain medicine. She didn’t ask me many questions about what happened. The only concern was she wanted to know how I got the weird gold mark on my palm. So I told her about the dream and how it happened. I also told her about the guys though her face expression told me she didn’t believe me and she didn’t ask any more questions.

I looked into her thick green eyes and saw only concern in them as she tucked me in bed and told me to rest. I felt exhausted as I closed my eyes and drifted into a dream of nothing.

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            I woke up, glad that I had no dreams. I squirmed in my bed, not caring to get out. I just wanted to stay in bed forever, not caring for anything anymore. Feeling confused hurt and scared. Maybe if I stay in bed, I could forget everything… I thought, knowing that it was only a lie.

 Restless, I looked towards my clock next to my bed. It told me it was 8 pm. I noticed the food sitting on the stand. She always worries about me… too much. I ignored the food, feeling my stomach growl. I glanced over at the window and watched as the sun went down the horizon, to find the moon sliding into the suns place. I remembered...

             Confusion hit first, the dream from earlier clicking into place; I didn’t know what was happening to me. I closed my eyes and thought about the dream. Who Morgenstern?? And was the blond an angel? And why was the dark hair one so familiar??