The Broken Mate

Chapter Six

Sky's POV
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I don't know how long I was out, but it felt like a lifetime. It felt like I was sucked into a world of darkness and peace. It was peaceful, but now? I feel nervous and happy. I've never been happy before. I've never even felt what happiness could be. I might fake smile or say the right things, but that doesn't mean that I know what it means. No matter how hard I tried, nothing ever seemed to fit into the puzzle. My pieces were mixed up and lost. I was an empty shell.

Unconsciousness has to be one of the best things that's ever happened to me. It's just like sleeping; no one can hurt you. And, I wish I could go back. It was peaceful.
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I heard voices. I don't know where they're coming from, but I hear them. I hear shuffling feet and beeping and moving. I can feel someone touching me but I don't know where they are.

As the time passes, the voices become clearer. The voice of my brother. The voice of that man that's been by my side. As I try to open my eyes, I could tell that they were talking about me even if they're trying to whisper.

"She's been out for a long time," my Luke said.

"Give her time. My mom said that she should wake up any minute," said the man.

"Are you going to tell her who you are?"

"No, she should get used to the fact that I'll be around her a lot. Plus, the pack already knows about her. They know not to say anything," the man replied.

"Okay, just making sure because I need to know what to say when she wakes up."

By the time I heard the end of their conversation a huge pain in my head hit me like a bulldozer.

"Uggggggh," I groaned.

"Hey, sissy. How ya doin?"

"I feel like I've been run over by an eighteen wheeler! And, don't laugh, it's not freaking funny," I groaned again.

After a couple minutes of silence with my brother chuckling, I asked, "So, who is the dude that's been handing my hand?"

I just expected a normal answer or name, but their faces were priceless.

"Um...," they said in allusion.