SUMMER'S RAIN

CHAPTER 7

chapter 7

I stand up walking towards the bathroom. I’m so out of it I paid little to no attention to Case or the fact that at some point he called the girl named Lisa over to walk in the restroom with me. I am numb by the time I am in the restroom with my hands under the water. I watch as the blood mixed with beer runs down the drain. Within minutes the water begins to run clear I glare down at my hands seeing nothing. No cuts, not even a scratch how could that be? I remember seeing all the blood. I felt the glass when it penetrated my skin. I take a deep breath turn the water off grab a paper towel proceeding to dry my hands. I’ve made a decision it may be one of the craziest decisions I’ve ever made in my life but I’m figuring I’ve got nothing to lose. I’m going to ask Lisa what is wrong with me. I’m going to question if she knows me or not. Something tells me she can explain a lot to me but then again she might tell me I’m mentally ill in which case I’d have to agree with her assumption with that fact as well. The thing is I no longer care if I’m wrong about Lisa and her friends if I am maybe they will get the hell away from me once they find out I need to be in the loon bin. Right now I wish they would leave I wish I would never see them again so again I ask myself “What do I have to lose?” 

 Turning around I face Lisa. She is taller than me her hair is cut short and dyed a deep purple. She has fair skin with a ring through her nose. It goes nicely with all the earrings running up both her ears. She is slim, but you can tell she works out by all the muscles in her arms and legs. She has a short mini skirt on with a skin-tight low cut shirt. Dressed head to toe in black her fishnet stockings and black leather boots with the five inch hills complete her assemble. She is very pretty but I think she would be completely beautiful if she’d calm down on the purple hair possibly remove a few earrings but then again I've always say to each their own.

“Nice boots Lisa” I say trying to decide the best way to bring up something as crazy as what I am about to ask her.

“Thanks Lana.”

Okay here goes nothing. I take a deep breath “Lisa you want to tell me what's going on?” She looks at me exactly as I thought she would like she doesn’t have the slightest idea what I am talking about. I stand my ground hold my hands out to her “Look no cuts they’re all gone. I know you know something, please help me. I feel like I'm losing my mind.” Lisa takes a step closer to me her face turning sad she reaches for my hands turning them over as she inspects them.

“Lana I'm sorry honey for all you’re going through right now. Please believe me when I tell you that. Yes, sweetie I know what’s going on, but I'm sorry, I can't tell you anything. You’re going to have to talk to Case. I will tell you this we are here for you. Things will be made clear to you tonight. Just go out that door Case is waiting for you, he will explain everything. He’s waited his whole life for this moment Lana.”

She gives my hands another squeeze before letting them go. Giving Lisa one last look I head for the door. When I reached the bathroom door, I take a calming breath hold it for a moment before releasing it. I repeated the process a few times before I open the door. There he stands one of the most beautiful boys I have ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on. He is looking at me with those amazing blue eyes. He runs his hands through his messy hair pushing it back from his face then smiles that heart stopping smile at me. My God this guy is sexy. I walk towards him, as I get closer he pushes himself off the wall he is leaning against. He never breaks eye contact with me. When I reach him, he glances down at my hands acts like he wants to touch them then changes his mind.

“How are your hands?”

I regard at my hands again. “They're fine see not even a scratch." I put my hands down looking into his beautiful eyes and ask, “I’m wondering if you could tell me how that could be?”

Case continues to hold eye contact with me. He takes my hands into his I feel the same shock wave run through me again. I wonder if he feels it too, or if it is just me. “Let's dance” he says leading me to the dance floor. The music changes to a slow song, I can’t help but wonder if he had something to do with the change in the music. In my head, I hear him speak, "I did.” My eyes meet his again he is staring at me. His hands wrap around my waist he pulls me close to his body. He whispers in my ear “relax baby move to the music”. I try to relax but there are so many questions I have like “Who are you? What's happening to me? How can I break a beer bottle with my hands? How did my hands heal within minutes?” It’s as if he understands I can’t take not knowing any longer so he begins talking.