Dangerous
The Morning After
Voices. That's all I could hear. Voices. I fluttered my eyes open slowly, adjusting to the bright light as I did. Once fully open I took in my surroundings. I was in a white room on a white bed. The door was across at the end of the room and all the white curtains were closed. I looked down at my body and saw that I was dressed in a very ugly blue robe. I then saw that I had a bandage wrapped around my wrist and I had a few cuts and bruises on my arms. I saw a mirror across the bed and reached for it. I glanced at my reflection and my stomach dropped, I had a massive purple bruise on the side of my face and had a slit in my lip. The memories from last night came flooding back and I remember how Tristan hit me. I shivered and felt cold and scared at the thought of him. The way he would look at you and smirk, he made you feel like an animal he was about to shoot. I don't like him and I hope I won't have to ever have another encounter with him again.
"You're awake." I look up and se Millie standing leaning against the door with her arms crossed.
"Yep." I give her a quick smile while I placed the mirror on the table again. "Mills, where am I?"
"You're in hospital babe, this man found you a couple blocks away from here passed out on the ground. You took a hard knock to the head and so he decided to bring you here."
"Oh.." I glanced down at my hands and folded them.
"What were you doing out so late last night?" She questioned as she walked over to me, still with her arms crossed. I could tell she was angry and frustrated because I must of scared her after I didn't come home at my usual time.
"I-I um sort of got..um..lost." I tried to make it sound as convincing as I possibly could. You see I cant exactly tell her that I ran after what I thought was my dead father and then ran into a bunch of creepy men who were possibly planning on raping me. I didn't want to have to explain it all to her, because once you give her a reason to ask questions, she never stops.
"You got lost?" She said sarcastically while trying to hold back a laugh. I knew she wouldn't believe me, she wasn't that stupid. But I would keep the lie going as long as I could.
"Yeah." I made eye contact with her. She stared at me, as if she was trying to read my mind. She sat down on the bed, still not breaking eye contact. My heart was beating very fast, but I tried to look calm. One wrong move and I will never heard the end of her nosey questions.
"Now you see, I know that you know London backwards and therefore you would never in a million years get lost here. So why are you lying to me? What are you covering up?" She placed one hand on her chin, and looked at the floor while she tried to figure out what I wasn't telling her.
"I'm not lying to you, I took the wrong turn from the school and got lost. I kept walking until I heard a loud bang and started to run." I stopped and thought about what would be the next part of the story. " I-I then ran around a corner and slipped in some water and fell. That must of been when I hurt my head and blacked out. Later I woke up here in hospital and now I am being questioned by my best friend about why I am possibly lying to her." I said bitterly. She sat there frozen looking at me, obviously shocked about my outburst. I tried to calm my breathing.
"Alright, but if I do find out that you are lying to me, you will have a lot more explaining to do." And with that she got up and walked out. I laid my head back on the pillow and thought long and hard about what I had just done. I had lied to her, and she was right because if she does find out I did, I would have a lot more explaining to do then I did now. I may have just gotten myself into more of a mess. But the one thing on my mind that I couldn't stop thinking about was Harry. This was the second time I had run into him, and both times it was when I was in need of help. What if he had been following me? That place was pretty deserted, but then he showed up out of the blue. He scares me, even though he had helped me out of the dangerous situation, I just really hope I don't run into him ever again.
"You're awake." I look up and se Millie standing leaning against the door with her arms crossed.
"Yep." I give her a quick smile while I placed the mirror on the table again. "Mills, where am I?"
"You're in hospital babe, this man found you a couple blocks away from here passed out on the ground. You took a hard knock to the head and so he decided to bring you here."
"Oh.." I glanced down at my hands and folded them.
"What were you doing out so late last night?" She questioned as she walked over to me, still with her arms crossed. I could tell she was angry and frustrated because I must of scared her after I didn't come home at my usual time.
"I-I um sort of got..um..lost." I tried to make it sound as convincing as I possibly could. You see I cant exactly tell her that I ran after what I thought was my dead father and then ran into a bunch of creepy men who were possibly planning on raping me. I didn't want to have to explain it all to her, because once you give her a reason to ask questions, she never stops.
"You got lost?" She said sarcastically while trying to hold back a laugh. I knew she wouldn't believe me, she wasn't that stupid. But I would keep the lie going as long as I could.
"Yeah." I made eye contact with her. She stared at me, as if she was trying to read my mind. She sat down on the bed, still not breaking eye contact. My heart was beating very fast, but I tried to look calm. One wrong move and I will never heard the end of her nosey questions.
"Now you see, I know that you know London backwards and therefore you would never in a million years get lost here. So why are you lying to me? What are you covering up?" She placed one hand on her chin, and looked at the floor while she tried to figure out what I wasn't telling her.
"I'm not lying to you, I took the wrong turn from the school and got lost. I kept walking until I heard a loud bang and started to run." I stopped and thought about what would be the next part of the story. " I-I then ran around a corner and slipped in some water and fell. That must of been when I hurt my head and blacked out. Later I woke up here in hospital and now I am being questioned by my best friend about why I am possibly lying to her." I said bitterly. She sat there frozen looking at me, obviously shocked about my outburst. I tried to calm my breathing.
"Alright, but if I do find out that you are lying to me, you will have a lot more explaining to do." And with that she got up and walked out. I laid my head back on the pillow and thought long and hard about what I had just done. I had lied to her, and she was right because if she does find out I did, I would have a lot more explaining to do then I did now. I may have just gotten myself into more of a mess. But the one thing on my mind that I couldn't stop thinking about was Harry. This was the second time I had run into him, and both times it was when I was in need of help. What if he had been following me? That place was pretty deserted, but then he showed up out of the blue. He scares me, even though he had helped me out of the dangerous situation, I just really hope I don't run into him ever again.
8/11/13