- My nipples.
- I don't think right now is the time to be funny Josh.
- I know, disgusting right?
Dan came closer and touched my chest, moving from scar to scar.
- What happened?
- To be honest, I can't really remember how I got most of them, but I guess most of them came from my mother.
- Your mother did this to you?
- I guess so yes.
- Why didn't you go to the police?
- My mum was a bitch, but she was all I had left so maybe I didn't want to lose her as well. And I'm only 16 so finding someone to look after me would have been difficult.
- Have you met any of your other family ?
- I haven't seen anyone recently, but I may have done when I was younger.
- You seem very unsure about all of your past, amnesia ?
- Drugs.
- They don't have that effect... must be another reason.
- If there is I don't know of it.... Then can you please get out so I can put some pants on ?
- Oh, a bit shy are we ?
- Fuck off.
- Jeez, you are on your period.
Dan didn't look at me like he had all day, the smile he threw while leaving the bathroom was very discreet and forced. I guess he was shocked our may be regretting his decision of taking me in. I didn't think my body was this shocking, but I guess you don't think of it when it is yours. I dried myself off, got dressed and brushed my teeth. It was only 9pm but it had been a long day and I felt exhausted, the shower helped me relax but maybe a bit too much. I left the bathroom and made my way to my bedroom, Dan is in his, must be getting changed or something. I shut my door, laid in bed and switched all the lights off. The only light that was left was from the window, it was still light outside so I used the little buttons that were on a weird remote next to my bed to shut the electric shutter, I know, fancy. I close my eyes and start to think about what had happened today, from that girl in my class, to the infirmary, to that scary feeling in the street and then home... I feel nauseous, I lived for a week with my mum like that... what is wrong with me.
As I was starting to fall asleep, I heard a small creaking noise from my door.
- Goodnight kid.
I pretend to be asleep, but I can imagine what his face looks like, probably a face that a pervert wears when watching their prey, what a creep.
Dan gently shuts the door, that night I fell to sleep for the first time with a smile on my face.
Fuck, I feel like shit. Is what I thought to myself when I woke up the next morning, it was only 6 am but I was wide awake. It feels like I'm pregnant, I'm nauseous, my head is spinning like a Ferris wheel and I have a migraine. Detoxification mode: on.
I can't get comfortable, I am sweating so much that my bed is turning into a lake, my blankets are sticking to me which is making me feel stressed and anxious, every time a car passes by I feel like someone is screaming in my ear. I hear yet again a small creaking noise that I recognise.
- Good morning brat, I'm leaving for work in 30 minutes, breakfast will be on the kitchen counter.
- Breakfast ?
