My Revenge

Chapter 17

I was wet. Well, I was damp. It was like I was soaked then laid out to dry in the sun.

I tried to open my eyes to check on my surroundings, but my whole body hurt like hell.

Deciding not to force my body to do what it obviously doesn't want, I just tried to go back to sleep.

It didn't work.
Just imagine laying down with moist clothes and eyes fully closed. It was agonizing, very boring as well. Almost like sitting in those therapy chairs and "imagining" what they want you to see.

Attempting to get up a second time wasn't as bad as the first. Slow and steady so I didn't make any pain worse. I didn't dare try and stand though. I'm not that stupid.

I was in cabin. It was really nice and cosy inside. There was a small fire place with the flames still going strong. There was a blanket to the side of me that must have fell off while I was resting.

My body was covered in bandages and blood. My clothes are also changed which concerns me just a tad bit. Who dressed my wounds?

Better yet where the hell am I?

"Oh! Your finally awake." I turned to see a man with new bandages and a pale of water. "You had me worried for a little bit. You were out of it for a good two days."

He had brown hair and pretty nice tan skin.

Hey he kinda reminds me of someone.... Do I know him?

"Are you okay, I know things my seem really weird right now, but I can explain." He rambled while trying to fix my bandages.

"Who are you?" I moved his hands away after he was finished. "How did I get here?"

He scratched his forehead and pinched his chin."Well, my name is Liam. And I've been kinda looking after you. And before you say anything I know it sounds really creepy so I'll try not to freak you out too much."

"Liam.. have we met before? Where do I...?" Then it hits me. The Dream..

I had a "dream" about this guy... When my so called father tried to pretty much kill me, He saved me. Even though it was a dream. It was so vivid. 

"Woah, are you okay? You look like you're gonna cry. I'll go get you some tissues." Before he got up its as if all my emotions I've been trying to hold in for years just come out.

My family
My childhood
My life was just a mess.

My parents gave their lives for me. They did everything in their power to protect me, but they still lied to me. There was so much they haven't told me. There are some many questions I have that are left unanswered.

At this moment in my life...I actually feel alone. Once I figure something out it feels like something else just pops up.

Secret after secret.

Problem after problem.

Nightmare after nightmare.

I'm tired of all this hiding. I just want answers.

"Hey, Liam....Why did Mom and Dad lie to me? What happened that made our lives go the way they did?" I asked him staring at my hands.

He seemed taken back. Some could say confused even.

"Uh, Well it's a long story. I do think it's about time you hear it."