The Wife (Sequel to SUGAR)

Inked

Leah's pov

I hear my door creak open and instantly sit up out of my sleep. I look over to see Ethan and i sigh in relief, opening my arms. He walks over to me, slowly. We embrace each other in a warm hug. He wore a dark hoodie and sweatpants, he hugged me loosely.

I squeeze him and he hisses, pulling out of the hug.

"What? What's wrong?"i sign. 

I notice his pale face and drowsy eyes. He was high out of his mind, stumbling even. 

"Ethan?"i ask, cupping his cheeks and looking into his eyes.

He stumbles back, attempting to lift his hoodie. I get out of bed, walking him over to a chair and sitting him down.

"What did he give you? Ethan watch me sign."i demand, holding his head in place.

"What did he give you?"i ask.

He shrugs, attempting to lift his hoodie again.

"What is it?"i ask, lifting his hoodie.

I shriek, dropping the hem of his hoodie and backing away. 

"No.."i say quietly, picking up his shirt again, looking beneath.

I see most of his torso, fully covered in fresh tattoos, all the way up to his neck. I was now looking at the spitting image of Stephen James. Ethan groans, his head nodding as if he was about to pass out.

"Hey"i say, sitting up up.

He looks at me, his druggy eyes following my movements slowly.

"Eth, we need to figure out how to get out of here."i sign to him.

He huffs, bringing his hands up to sign.

"7 keys"he signs.

"Keys? There are keys?"i sign.

He nods.

"One goes to the front door"he signs.

We both turn our heads, hearing the door open.

"Ah lovely, your up"Jord says.

I attempt to stand up angrily but Ethan grips my wrist, making me look at him. He shakes his head.

"I'm fine."he says quietly as Jord walks over to us.

"Come on now kiddo, lets get something in your stomach."he pulls Ethan out of the chair and he drowsily follows behind Jord.

"You as well, darling, you must be starved."

Ethan looks back at me as they exit the room.

. . . . . . . . . 

I enter the kitchen, seeing Jord and Ethan sitting next to each other. Jord seemed to be teaching Ethan about something, and Ethan could barely hold himself up.

"What are you doing?"i ask, making him turn around.

"Teaching Ethan about the wonders of the human body."He says, walking over to the dining table and pulling out a seat for me to sit in.

I sit down and he pushes me in.

"What did you give him."i ask.

"Oh, a small sedative, should wave off in a few hours, can't have him hobbling around in pain all day, that's my job"he walks Ethan over to a chair next to me and sits him down.

He then seats himself on the opposite side of me.

"Why'd you tattoo him."i say, looking down as the servers brought in our food.