Different Paths

Chapter 6

 Michel point of view

I was slowly starting to wake up from that great small of pancake, but when i open my eyes to see that i was not in my room it made me sit up too fast. it was a mistake to do that cause i quickly grab my side in pain as i was still trying to sit up in the bed. I looked around trying to frgure out where the hell i was at and what i saw was a nicely clean room. It made me think that it was a girl room, but wasn't girly it had some great drawing on the wall, photo of what im guessing is family, and what really gave it away was the very little jewey on the table. when i looked at myself i was shirtless and to see that someone taped a stretchable bandages around my rib cage it helped a little with the pain. Whoever did this really did a good job at it. They also knew what they was doing cause i saw a glass of water with two pills of Tylenol on top of the dresser beside me, but who would help me. I can't really remember what happen when i got away from my father. i just kept moving until i couldn't move anymore and everything just got fuzzy. i remember hearing someone voice, but what did they say to me. i pull the cover off me to get out of bed, then i took the pills that was left for me checking them over before putting them in my mouth and drinking the water.  

i wanted to know who was it that helped me so i follow the small of pancake. i had to use the wall to keep myself up a little when walking in the hallway. it didn't take me that long to find the kitchen because the hallway wasn't that long to beginning with, but i most say i was shock to see who it was that was in the kitchen.  

"Good morning, your finely up. i was thinking that i cooked all of this for nothing." Tilda said in a more normal tone as if i was just some guest. She didn't give me some warm happy greeting it was more like i-know-what-you-did-to-me greeting. i can't believe that she was the one that helped me after i did nothing to help her when the guys jumped her and took her computer. i would have just left me where ever i was and walked away. Was i wrong did she not remember that night or was she planning to do something to me for what i did. i didn't realize that i was still standing agent the wall staring at her until she talk to me again. "You should sit down before the pancake get cold and don't worry i didn't do anything to your food so its safe to eat." she didn't meant it as a joke she was serious about that. well that answer my question about if she remember me or not, but i did what she said to do and walked over to the table to sit down in front of the food that was out for me. i had to ask her one question before i take a chance on eating this food. 

"Why are you doing this for me?" i said knowing that she knew what i was talking about when i said that. From the way she turned to look at me. 

"You needed help and truth me i was thinking about living you there, but you was in really bed shape when i find you. if i just left you there then their would be a good chance that you was going to get worse." she said looking at me  

"But i didn't stop Trey that night." i said looking back at her. 

"I know and for some reason you couldn't stand up to that asshole of a friend either." when she said that it made me lash out at her. 

"He's not a asshole he just miss understood. sometime you have to be tough when you living around here and i know that doesn't excuse him from what he did to you, but he had my back more then once." i said looking at her expecting that she was going to yell at me for lashing out at her. but she didn't instead she looked like she understood where i was coming from. 

"it looks like you to are very good friends, but don't you think that friends can change on you at some point." she said. i understood what she was talking about. things haven't been the some like in the beginning, but im not going to turn my back on him just like he wouldn't with me. "you should really just eat your food i wasn't lying to you when i said that i didn't do anything to your food." she said as she was coming to sit across the table from me to eat her food. once i started to eat my pancake i most say she can really cook some good pancake. i haven't had anything like this in a long time. 

"Tilda, i have another qustion for you." she looked at me waiting for the question. "why didn't you call 911. it wasn't that i didn't want you to its good that you didn't, but if i relly looked bad like you said what stop you from calling" i said 

"You really don't remember what you said to me do you Michael." she said looking at me as i try to remember, but nothing it was fuzzy i can only remember running away from my father. i didn't care where i just had to get away. "Well, im just going to tell you everything that happen when i found you. You was lying there not too far from my house you didn't really talk much, but one thing for sure you didn't want me to call 911." as she stop to take a bite of her pancake i was thinking what did i say did i say to much that night on what happen. 

"What did i say to make you not call 911?" i said half way done with the pancake. she did catch me off graud a little with my answer. 

"If your worry about you somehow telling me what happen to you, don't. You was out of it, but you was able stop me from calling anyone by pushing my hand down from calling and when you said that this happen before made me second guess myself about calling. i was able to put you on my back and carry you to my place. Lucky for you that i knew what i was doing or i really would have no choose but to call 911 like it or not." she said 

"You, carry me, here?" i said looking at her. she didn't look that strong but she didn't look weak either. I'm 6'3 weighting 195 pounds how was she able to pull that off. she couldn't have been no more then 5'8 maybe 5'9 and lighter then me 

"Hey, don't judge i'm somewhat stronger then i look and trust me you wasn't light that's for damn sure. i just don't give up very easy it had to be done." she said as she looked down at her plate. i couldn't help but notice that she been looking down a lot trying to not look at me. when i looked at myself i forgot that i walked out of the bedroom without a t-shirt on.

"What happen to my clothes?" i said still eating my food..

"i left them at the end of the bed that you was sleeping in. i have a question for you." she said waiting for me to say something, since i had food in my mouth i just gave her a head nod so that she can tell me her question. "when i found you i realize that you didn't put up a fight from the looks of your knuckles, why?" she looked at me waiting for my answer.

"You wouldn't understand, so just drop it and leave it at that." I didn't want her knowing my business and how i feel that he should have just killed me that night. she just looked at me for a few minute before talking to me.

"Fine have it your way." she said finish with her food. i thought at that point that she would tell me to get the hell out her house with the way i sounded, but she didn't instand she said something that shocked me again. "if you want to you can sleep over again if you don't what to go back to what ever the problem is. My mom will be gone for a few more days, so you can stay until then for now."

"Thank you." i said noting that she have a different side of her that i don't see in people.

"I have to go to the store and stock up on some things later. do you want anything?" she waiting for me to answer.

"i don't have any money to give you." i said 

"i never ask you for money. do you want anything like is their something that you want or need?" she said looking at me. 

"no." i said 

"Ok then, im going to get dress. oh and Michael." she said looking at me. "If anything go missing in my place keep in mind that i will chop your hands off myself without a second thought. Do you get me?" she said that with a smile on her face.

"I get you." i looked at her like she may be a little bipolar, but at the sometime im better off dealing with her for awhile then dealing with my father.