Sanctuary

Chapter four breakfast with my thoughts

Cathy's POV

I sat awkwardly at the island, twirling slightly on the dark wood barstool, deeply lost in thought, I held my fork shakily in my right hand, a small square of pancake growing cold.

Who was this man? Why did he change my clothes? And most importantly, what did Darren do to me.

"Why am I wearing men's clothing?"

The man, who at the moment was pouring coffee into tall blue cups, stops to look at me.

"I found you, well, naked, in the forest."

Naked? Why was I naked? Badly injured, well I remember that... but naked?
The man places the coffee in front of me, while I daze off into space again.
I pry into my memories, blurs of conversation, and overwhelming betrayal hit me like a bundle of bricks.
And then it comes to me, my last blur of remembrance, my jacket! Darren unzipped my jacket.
He must've... well, he must've... the thought comes to me, but not before disgust and sadness, a whirlwind of ambivalence reigns upon me.

"He violated me."

I say out loud, which was really meant for my own understanding, and I found myself confused when the man, once again stared up at me, this time not tending coffee, but rather lost in thought himself it seemed.

"Who violated you?"

Well this ruins my wolf story, how will I ever explain this to him now.

"Oh, nothing, I mean nobody! I'm just, well, delusional from the happenings of last night, thank you for breakfast, but I do think I should lay down for a while."

And with that, hoping to not draw suspicion, I stand up and walk back to the bedroom closing the door behind me.
How rude I must seem, but this wasn't a time for
courteous, this was a time to collect myself, a time to reconcile with what may have happened.

Authors note

I would like to dedicate this chapter to miss JustHecate, she writes a great book called the Enchanted house! Check it out if y'all have the time -Cathy