Entwined

Chapter 5: Restless

Chapter 5: Restless

        I hung out alone in my room for the rest of the day. Due to the heavy medication Everett had given me in the morning, I found myself drifting in and out of a restful and rare sleep until sundown.

        Blinking tiredly, I sat up slowly in my comfy bed and stretched out gingerly. I needed to fully wake myself before I surrendered to my heavy eyelids once again. Slipping slowly off the bed, being mindful of my sore torso, I then slipped into the bathroom.

        The warm water felt incredible against my stiff muscles as I leaned my forehead against the elegantly tiled shower wall. Breathing in slowly, I let my mind steer away from all of my troublesome thoughts. Sure, I had more than enough to worry about at that moment, but for once I allowed myself a few minutes of blissful ignorance.

        Sometime later I shut off the warm water regretfully and then slowly stepped out of the shower. Once wrapped in a fluffy white towel, I took a short look in the mirror and blinked as I realized the dark circles beneath my eyes were no longer so prominent. The sight caused a slight tremor to wrack through me; I frowned, not understanding why the sight gave me chills.

        I escaped to the bedroom, banishing the thought from my mind.

         

        Thankfully, the piles of clothes Silvia had left for me earlier in the day caught my eye immediately. Even though I had a few pairs of jeans and t-shirts to my name, Silvia had insisted I’d be given new clothes. I had the odd feeling she was genuinely excited about dressing me up, like a little figurine of entertainment. Raising my eyebrows, I yanked out a pink frilly dress from the bottom of the pile and grimaced.

        Ugh, she was definitely enjoying this!

             As I left the room and walked down the hall, I tugged on my new outfit nervously. I’d found a pair of plain jeans in Silvia’s dress up pile, but on the other hand, I was also subjected to wearing a figure hugging, silk baby blue blouse. Everything, and I mean everything, in that pile was either girly or incredibly fashionable, which was totally not my typical style.

        I quirked my lips into a small smirk as I looked down at the long, banister staircase before me. If I couldn’t at least look like myself, I may as well act it when I could. Looking around me quickly to make sure I wasn’t being watched, I then broke out into a running start for the banister. A wide grin broke across my face as I leaped onto the wooden beam, only rocking my torso slightly, before sliding straight down with reckless speed. I gasped excitedly as my stomach twisted with the familiar sense of thrill. I’ve missed this so much. Nearing the bottom now, I effortlessly threw myself forward and landed softly on the balls of my feet. WICKED! I leaped in the air once and bit my smiling lip; I’ll definitely be doing that again.

        “You’re sure perky, Juliet. The Doc must’ve really doped you up, huh?” I spun around hastily to meet Luce’s bright eyes. I really hoped that little display didn’t look suspiciously inhuman.

        “Oh hi…Luce.” I prolonged my gesture in order to take a moment to calculate her expression. Is she surprised? Confused? Skeptical? I narrowed my eyes tightly; I couldn’t tell. Either she was good at concealing her emotions, or I was becoming a poor reader.