Almost Impossible

Chapter Fifteen

*Mitchelle's thoughts*

    I sat up as Shane placed the breakfast tray on my lap. It consisted of oatmeal, two slices of toast, ham, scrambled eggs and grapes. I ate very little. I still felt sick with the pain i had to endure.
But it had been wonderful sleeping next to Shane. At some point in the night when i stood to use the bathroom he begged me not to leave. I told him were i was going and he reluctantly let me go. I came back soon enough and slipped into the sheets beside him once more. His hands immediately went around me and pulled me close. I smiled. I couldn't help thinking how lovely things would be if we were together. And with my heart churning for joy. I drifted into sleep again.

"Here." Shane handed me some pills and a glass of water. I took the pill and ran it down my throat with the water. "What are they?" I asked, handing the glass back to him.

"Pain killers and tranquilizers. You feel drowsy in a few hours. But hopefully we'll be home before you do. Its a good thing college is over." he said.
"Yeah." He took the tray away from me and got of the bed.

"I'll leave you to shower and get dress. Mum's expecting us." he said.

"Yeah... but there's one problem... I have nothing to wear." I said worriedly. The dress i had on was all i had and it was bloodstained.

"I'm sure Larry won't mind if you wore one of his sister's." Shane said simply.

I hesistated then shrugged. Shane left the room and i dashed into the en'suite. I had a quick but refreshing bath. I felt guilty for using these stuffs that didn't belong to me without the owner knowing. But i convinced myself that if the situation demanded it. I wouldn't mind if someone used my things.

I towel dried my hair and slipped into a cream-coloured fluffy robe. Then i walked back to the girl's room. I looked through her closet for the simplest thing i could find to wear.
I settled for a multi-coloured mini-skirt and a simple blue top. I didn't want to use anymore of their stuffs. So i just combed through my damp hair with my fingers. I didn't bother applying make-up or any other items on my face. I just slipped into my shoes and grabbed my purse and headed of to find Shane.

He was in the living room making a phone call. He hung up just as i got to him.

"That was Larry, he's on his way. I was just telling him where i was going to leave the keys." he explained, slipping his phone into his pocket. "Shall we?"
I nodded. We left the house and headed home.
On the way, my phone vibrated. I looked it up. It was Ayla.
I slid through the answer button and put the phone to my ear.

"Mitchie, i heard what happened Are you alright? Did they hurt you?" she spluttered. I smiled. It felt so good to have people worry about me.

"I'm fine." I assured her. "Just a little bruise here and there, but i'm okay."

"Does bastards! People like them should be roting behind bars."

I shrugged. "Ideal but not real..." I said philosophically. And i could almost see her worried smile through the phone.
"How did you find out?"

"I called Leo to ask how your date went and he told me what happened." She explained simply.

I furrowed my eyebrows in bewilderment. "And how did he find out?"

"He tried calling you to cancel your date but he couldn't reach you. So he called your parents and they told him what happened. He's worried sick about you Mitchie and he keeps blaming himself for what happened."

"Thanks for letting me know Ay. I'll call him to let him know everything's alright."

"Okay, take care babe."