Others carved her past, she was now deciding her future.
But was she living?
The memories that haunted her determine each decision she made until he came along.
Everything changed.
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A wealthy businessman with handsome looks but without a care i...
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This feels like all a lie While you tend to try and hide Your hold has got me tight
-In My Head by Peter Manos
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Eileen
My head ached. It was throbbing. I wanted to open my eyes but they felt heavy. My throat felt dry. I heard voices, Alex was here, I could tell it was him holding my hand. I heard Luke arguing with someone. He was speaking so loud that it made my head hurt worse.
Angie.
I couldn't hear her.
I forced my eyes open, the brightness of the room almost too in contrast to the darkness that had invaded my sleep. I struggled to focus on the man next to me, his worried hazel eyes staring back at me.
"Alex," I croaked out.
"...here...can...hear me? Baby...okay?"
I tried to sit up, but he pushed me back.
"...rest Eileen...sleep."
His muffled voice soothed me back to sleep, when all I wanted to do was know where my daughter was.
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"Water," I mumbled. Alex lifted his head from his hands. Bloodshot eyes met mine.
He gave me a glass of water and helpes me sit up. The coolness of the water eased the dryness in my throat.
"How do you feel, baby?" He asked with a small smile. It didn't meet his eyes. It was almost as if he hadn't wanted me to wake up.
"The room.. It spins a little." I lifted my hand to touch my head which was bandaged. Alex stopped me, taking my hand in his and kissing it.
"Don't touch it, babe. You have to let it heal."
The memories of what happened dawned at me.
Gerald.
The gun.
The yelling.
The car.
My dad.
Angie.
My eyes widened when I realized Angie wasn't here. The car had been almost completely smashed from the back. It was almost non existent.
