Alex awoke to bright lights in her face. She winced.
"Ma'am?"
She groaned.
"Give me a moment I'm going to go get the doctor."
Alex realized she was in the hospital. She had no idea how. Last thing she knew she was on the ground dying. Her head was flooded with a million thoughts and all of them were questions.
"I'll explain everything after the doctor comes and talks to you. Please don't freak out." A tall boy came into view. He had dark brown hair, and bright green eyes. He looked sleep deprived.
"Hi Miss, glad to see you're awake so soon. I don't think you'd have made it if it wasn't for your boyfriend." The doctor gave a glance to the man in the corner. " You took a very hard fall, but for someone in this situation you're healing extremely quickly. I'd say only a few more days until you can leave. I'll let you two talk and discuss everything. I you need me you have that button on your remote, that calls me directly. Please don't hesitate." He exited the room, leaving Alex and the man alone together.
" Okay, as I said I can explain. My names Philip. Everyone calls me Phil. I go to your school, I've heard all about your family life and...Mike, and I've taken it upon myself to uh, make that not a reality any more. I'm sorry, I'm not slick with words. But basically what I'm saying is, you need to get comfortable with me, because I have a lot to tell you that you've been missing, and I'm not going anywhere any time soon."
"What. I don't know, you I want nothing to do with you." Alex spat at him.
"Get dressed we're leaving." Phil growled at her. He handed her a pile of clothes and pointed her to the bathroom. When he finally exited the room into the hallway she slowly got out of the bed, limping. Her stomach felt like there were knives getting thrown at her from every direction. When she finally made it to the bathroom, she slipped off the hospital gown and slowly put on the underwear, followed by jeans and a black t shirt. These weren't her clothes, telling how the shirt was huge, and the pants were tiny. She made her way back towards the hospital bed to find three men waiting.
"I'm Harry, he's Tyler, and he's Zayn." She tried to through the dirtiest look, but winced with how bad her face hurt. The man who was introduced as Tyler took her arm guiding her through the hallway and out the front door to a nice black car parked, and waiting. He opened then passenger door to let her in. Alex carefully sat in the seat, noticing Phil was driving. She mumbled under her breathe, " I didn't ask for this." Thinking her didn't hear her.
"Honey, just buckle up. I'm protecting you, I promise. It'll all make sense soon."
She starts to feel sleepy, great. Just what she needed, to pass out in a strangers car, with not one man, but four.
When she woke up she was still in the passengers seat, Phil was next to her in the drovers, still, but they were parked.
"Morning, love."
"Where are we."
"We're outside of my house. Now our house. You're moving in. "
"No. Wait, what? No. No no no, that's not fai-."
"I promise I'm doing this for the best. Trust me."
"Trust you? I don't even know you. I barely remember your name."
"It's Phil."
"How is this protecting me? Taking me away from my school, my dad, my boyfriend."
"There's a reason behind everything Alex, just give me a moment to explain. "
" Oh yes. Cause I'll just let you take your time, while I'm getting kidnapped by some guys I don't know, and now they want me to move in with one? Logical. "
Phil was getting annoyed. He exited the vehicle, and opened Alex's door. He grabbed her wrist and lead her into the houses large room. The walls were covered in a dark blue paint.
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Bruises
Não FicçãoBruises aren't always made from pain, Alex just hasn't found that out yet.