A Thousand Lies

Chapter 18

Chapter name: "No wonder you got raped"

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Temperance

My eyes are slow to open, and pain jolts through my body as I grow more familiar with my surroundings.

My mind spins in circles, trying to reveal the lost pieces of memories.

"Up the morphine intake." An unfamiliar voice states.

I fully open my eyes, realizing I'm in Alec's house again.

I glance down at the bandage wrapped around my torso and the memories come flooding back.

Erin had shot me, trying to kill me.

But if she wanted to kill me... why didn't she shoot me in the head?

As seconds pass I feel the pain in my body subsid. Morphine is a wonderful antidote for pain.

"I'm glad you're up!" Alec speaks in a calm voice, sitting on the edge of the bed. I try my best to sit up, my arms too shaky to lift me. He wraps his arm around my back, helping me to a sitting position.

He's barely touching me, taking his hands away as I'm positioned comfortably. It seems like he's afraid I might break.

"How long have I been here..?" I ask in a raspy voice. My throat stings with dryness.

"We brought you in here yesterday. It's noon right now." He responds, pressing his lips to my forehead. I should be weirded out by him kissing my forehead, but I can't bring myself to hate his gentle lips.

"I'm not letting you go back to that house." He states, his voice soft yet stern. I bring my eyes to look at him, my face dripping with confusion.

"Why can't I go back?" It's not that I want to go back, it's that I like explanations for the simple things.

"We will talk about it later. But you are moving in."

I don't argue with him, I simply nod, taking in the reality of the situation.

This seems unreal. This doesn't happen in real life, does it? Maybe it's because I'm the main character of some movie or book. The writer of this must hate me.

I lay down, grabbing his arm and pulling him down with me. "Lay with me. Please."

I scoot over, and he takes his place under the covers beside me.

He lays flat on his back while I lay on my side facing him. I put my head on his chest and my right leg over both of his legs.

His heartbeat calmed my nerves. He's what I need right now.

I don't know why being with him makes me feel safe. It could be from him always saving me, or it could be the kindness he hides under his rock exterior. The kindness reminds me of my mother.

I'm definitely feeling this way because I almost died.

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