Betrayed

What's Going On?

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Flicking my eyes open, I immediately brought my left arm over my eyes to help me adjust to the bright lights in the room I was in. After a few seconds, I finally gained full vision of my eye sight and slowly sat up, looking around the room I was in. The room was quiet and calm as I looked at all the wires connected to my arms. I lifted the familiar gown they put on me and saw that the wound where I was stabbed no longer ached when I touched it.
I then pulled the sheets from my legs and saw that there was a red cast wrapped around it.

I yawned as I laid my head back down on the soft pillow, slowly recalling everything that happened. Was it a dream? Or did all that really happen?

"Of course it did." I whispered to myself as I looked back down at my leg that hung it in the air. It felt so surreal though..........Was Taylor still here or did she leave? I'm still investigating her with this situation. I mean I don't know if I should be thankful or scared that she suddenly decided to take my side and help me by taking me here. But if it wasn't for her, I probably would be dead right now or something like that.

Speaking of her, the door opened and I looked to see her coming in with a cup of coffee.
She paused at the door and came in, letting it close. She didn't say anything as I stared at her back, unsure of what to ask her first. I honestly wanted to hurt her to same way she did me but I also wanted to thank her for saving my life.

She looked at me and then went over to the chair that sat by the window and sat down, drinking the coffee that she bought. "You um..never really answered my question." I mumbled in her direction as she looked at me and then down at the floor.....Once again, she didn't reply back as she took a few more gulps before sitting it down on the small table next to her and sighed deeply. Her nose looked like it had been bleeding and she had a few small bruises by her left jaw and mouth. Mia really got her good. But overall she still deserved it. "Can you at least say something?" I asked her with a shrug. "I just wanna know why you did what you did. I mean seriously though. What was your reason?"

"Stop." She replied back coldly, making me raise an eyebrow.

"Stop what? I just want ans-"
"And that's exactly the problem. Just stop." She cut me off in a harsh way.
I rolled my eyes in frustration as I examined the pictures around the room. Why was I listening to what she's saying anyways? I should be going off on her right now for all the things she's done to me.

But why wasn't I?

"I'll go get the doctor and tell them you're awake." She mumbled, as she got up and walked back to the door and opened it. "Does.....your feelings for Leah have to deal with this?" I suddenly asked the question that popped in my head out of no where. It seemed like that could be the most possible and reasonable answer to my question. She didn't just do it because she felt bad or guilty or-anything like that. She did it because of Leah...................Does she even know?

"No." I heard her say under her breath before she left the room with a hard slam, making me jump. Liar.
I knew she was lying. Her feelings for my sister is in fact the only reason why.

I wanna know how long did she even have these feelings for her and why did she go through all of this because none of this makes any sense. I mean all this time I thought she really hated Leah and was out to get her for some reason......when the whole time it seems like she was just covering up her actual feelings for her so she wouldn't figure it out. I don't know what she expects to happen after she tells Leah or if she finds out without her telling her. Leah isn't gonna be all soft and return those feelings and live happily ever after....Not after what she did to us, there's no way Leah's gonna forgive her. Plus the tattoo?