"From the ashes, we shall rise"
WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT , VIEWERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED
The second book of the tainted series, it can NOT be read as a stand-alone.
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The next few days had remained the exact same way, I continued with my same provided handmade schedule. Even though I didn't feel like doing much, just saying in bed for the rest of my life. My mom had forbidden it entirely.
Which meant I was forced to wake up early, and then go to bed early. Usually, I did nothing but watch television downstairs, she said it was either that or I attend work with her. But that has been off limits, I didn't want any given access with the outside world. I needed time.
Even though it was extreme cliche, and very outdated. I listened to it and pushed a lot of hard things out, which is why Vincent and I spent an entire afternoon going through my CD collection, and hiding all of the sad playlists.
I was already doing pretty bad and didn't need to see any of them, it was kind of the only reason that I even agreed to do it. But after it was over, we lounged around the living room just watching old reruns of golden girls together. Rose was his favorite character, I sort of loved Blanche and her sarcastic personality.
The hours seemed to pass by rather quickly, even if it felt like he just came less than twenty minutes ago. We were together for six hours, I didn't even notice until he said that it was time for his art class, back at the studio with Hector.
Part of me had actually missed everyone at the studio, wishing I would've just kept my job. But I don't think I could risk anyone trying to talk to me right now, especially when things are still fresh. All of my wounds are open, and nothing is healing them right now but some good ole patience. Which has started to feel like forever , but it'll get there eventually. I had to trust myself.
"You're gonna be okay while I'm gone, I'll stay if you need me here." Vincent said with a deep frown on his face, refusing to put on his jacket.
I selfishly didn't want him to go anywhere, but he needed to enjoy his own life. He was finally out of the hospital that same week, getting back to normal again and practicing art with Hector.
This was something that he needed for himself and I'll just feel bad, following behind and just moping around the places that I used to enjoy with so many people, who are now strangers.
"No, you go ahead and enjoy yourself with all of the new lessons, I actually need to-" I paused looking around, trying to find a decent lie but not much came to mine at all. Which made me seemed as if I was really desperate, and I hated it.
My eyes had scanned the entire living room in hopes of finding something, looking for the right thing he would actually believe will keep me busy until my mom got back home from work. Before I could think, my eyes looked at an old sex position enhancement bible that my mom had bought, she had spent years hiding it from all of us. That now that we're older, she didn't really care anymore.
I hate to think of the reason why it was brought out again years later, sitting right between two books that she wrote years ago, when she was a intern at the hospital. Placed high enough so, Micah couldn't get to it. But it was viable to all of us now, I had a feeling Brooks was the cause.
