Ex- Mrs Harts.

chapter 15: pandora secerts..part1

Jule's POV

My body feel so heavy. I try opening my eyes but i couldn't. Same thing with all my body.

Its like something heavy is holding me down. I hear drums in my head, and i know its not drum but a pounding headache. How do i know this? Its always the feeling i get when am drunk.

But i don't drink anymore. I mean since have had Taylor that is..... Oh my God! Taylor!! Where is Taylor? I tried calling out, but my voice wasn't working. I started struggling to open my eyes, but nothing. I hear a beeping sound in the distance but i didn't care, all i care about is my daughter.

All my struggles came to an end when i felt something prick my arm. My body relaxed and i felt myself drifting off....hun... My last thought was the kind of magic that was used on me to make me relax so easily without effort....

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I opened my eyes to a dark room. Arrg... its so dark in here. I was about to drift back off when my pressed bladder reminded me of the reason i woke up in the first place. I tried standing up but I felt a weight on my hand. I smiled, Taylor is scared of the dark,  so most days she sleeps in my room. I don't remember the last time she slept in her room. As gently as i can in the situation i found myself, i moved my hand around and it connected with her  head. I moved my hand into her hair and appreciate the short soft waves of it. Wait! Taylor doesn't have short hair! Did my daughter cut her hair!? Dud her father cut it? I know she can be persuasive... I moved to my side to put the bedside lamp on, but i couldn't find my table anywhere.

Ok, whats happening? Where am i? Cos now that i can think well, the sheets in the bed is softer than the sheets i use. This sheets is silky, way too silky. The type rich people use. This place doesn't feel like home.

So if am not home, where am i? My hand is already asleep from the weight it is supporting. I tried moving it and at the same time using my other hand to push gently at the head. The person groaned, and let me tell you, that doesn't sound like my daughter. Its a man's groan, and its kind of familiar.

Wait, whats happening!? Did i have a one night stand that i didn't remember!?No! I cant! Am married! I muster the little strength i have and pushed the head off my hand.

The relieve sigh that escaped me only lasted a minute when light flooded the room. I closed my eyes automatically and opened them after a minute. It took a minute for my eyes to adjust to the brightness in the room. When i was able to focus, i saw things clearly...the room looks like an hospital room, but its not. There's a drip on my hand and a cast on my right leg. Wait...a drip? A cast? What the hell happened to me?

My eyes landed on the culprit that put the light and i sigh in a received way. Its my husband...i didn't have a one night stand.

"Tyler?" I crocked out. My voice was so unrecognizable like have not used it for days. He quickly rushed to my side and helped me sit up. He poured water in a cup and put it to my lips. I drank greedily and he chuckled at my greediness.

"Take it easy love..." He says gently...

I drank more gently cos lets face it, i don't wanna choke.

I quickly signalled to him that i want to use the toilet. He helped me to the toilet and sat me down almost immediately... The relief i felt was immediate. God bless the person that invented toilets! I could kiss them!!

I finished my business and called out to him for help cos lets face it, my leg is in a cast( the reason i couldn't move it).

He moved in and carried me carefully back to the bed. All my body aches and i still don't know how i got here. All the while he was silent, that's strange....