The pictures of Charlotte's and Luna's homes have been changed. Check it out in chapter three.
Playlist - Mad Woman by Taylor Swift
Luna
It all came flooding back to me at once, like a nightnare and I found myself to be dumbstruck, the words froze in my mouth. I closed my eyes, and a tear escaped down my cheek.
Mia.
The accident.
Her lies.
I felt sick and wished I didn’t remember anything at all. There was an unsettling feeling that left me absolutely gutted. I should've known this would happen and when Aunt Lucille confirmed the dreadful news, it all came rushing back to me.
“It is okay, you don’t need to talk.” Aunt Luce’s tone was kind and loving. “It is a lot to take in, dear. Please don't close your eyes again.” She continued to gently hold my hand.
The stiffness in my neck made turning it painful, and the dizziness made focusing difficult. Aunt Lucille was talking to someone, he was right in front of me; an older man with a very pleasant encouraging deep voice.
“Miss West, I'm Dr. Olsen. I've been looking after your health for the past couple of days. I'm pleased to see that you've regained consciousness.”
I lifted my right hand to my throat. It tired me to make the slightest movement.
“Can someone get her a glass of water?” Aunt Lucille hurried to fetch the liquid and came back with a glass and a straw. She handed it to the doctor, who put the straw to my lips. “Drink slowly, your stomach has been empty for a while.” I began to sip. The water felt cool and refreshing.
I kept drinking. The doctor talked with Aunt Lucille and I zoned both of them out. I lifted my hand to hold the glass in my palms when something in my left shoulder visibly popped and shot explosives pain in my sore muscles.
I groaned and bit down on my lower lip to restrain my groa. Pain. It was all I felt.
Divert your attention. Focus on the positives.I chanted the lie in my head and tried to convince myself to believe in the lie. She lied to me.
I want them to forget me. This is the only way I can make them resent my existence and eventually erase myself from their lives.
I blinked twice. Mia’s words echoed in my head. I don't understand what she meant by it, but slowly, the picture had started to settle in.
Dr. Olsen checked me over and asked some routine questions. It was a miracle that I didn’t suffer from an unfortunate fate. His words, not mine.
Because I was pulled out from the car before it had caught fire, I had a few scrapes here and there, a massive bump on the head and my right shoulder was hurt.
Aunt Lucille was relieved to hear the news while I pondered on the events before my accident. She then informed me that the police were waiting outside to ask me questions about the accident and she would send them in if I were ready.
I didn't want to talk to anyone but I knew it was better to just get this over with. They came in and I answered their questions. They left and I tried to marshal my thoughts, but immediately after Aunt Lucille departed to get herself some coffee, the door to my room pushed open and in walked Ares.
One moment I’m thinking of the nightmare I'm in and the next, Ares’s broad, tall figure captures my attention and thoughts. His green eyes lack it's usual cockiness. They're dark and almost black.
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