take me home, and promised my mom I'd stay home till Monday.
I didn't regret my promise. Whatever was happening to me scared me enough to make me wanna stay home. And the voices, the voices came from everywhere all the time. I could even hear them when I was trying to sleep, whispering inside my head their deepest thoughts, and desires.
I ran my fingers across the flat raised lines. It really did look horrible. The first scar ran from the middle of the back of my neck over my shoulder and to my collarbone. The second one was just above it shorter and parallel to the first but jagged instead of straight. The third was the ugliest, it was like someone had tried to saw my skin off completely a crescent shape that ran from the middle of my shoulder all the way up and over to the middle of my chest.
I groaned. The nurse hadn't lied when she said no more tank tops, the last scar ran down my shoulder into my armpit. I moved my arm and watched the scars tug unnaturally at my skin. I grunted and pulled my Deftones shirt back on.
The charcoal cloth covered most of my scar. The only one visible was the second one that ran the farthest up my neck. All of the scars combined made it look like someone had tried to remove my shoulder. I shivere d and made my way downstairs.
Dean was sitting in the living room waiting. We weren't allowed to leave, but mom had said as long as we left the door "open" to my room he could watch a movie with me inside. My dad was out in the garage wor king on his latest contraption.
I hadn't asked him to make what Rhiannon wanted. No, I was out of that whole ordeal. Even if Lexie had been mean to me on Thursday, and she wasn't, I didn't want to be involved. It just wasn't in me.
"Hey Pace, you ready?" Dean turned and not iced my presence in the room.
"Yea, we can grab some junk food and head on up." Dean followed me into the kitchen mom was already in there making us up a tray of food.
"Awesome thanks mom." She smi led and handed Dean the tray.
"Remember keep the door open...Dean. " His face turned a little red.
“ He's lucky she likes him so much, if it weren't for that I'd drag him out by the ear.”
I closed my eyes and concentrated. If I tried to clear my head and block it out, I could get control of the voices. Her voice faded from my head and I opened my eyes.
"You're the best mom." I kissed her on the cheek and led Dean out of the room.
He'd brought over a couple of scary movies to watch. We sat on the floor with pillows behind us and the food tray on top of the bed. Dean put his arm around me and pulled me closer gently.
"How's your shou lder feeling?"
I looked over into his worried eyes and tried not to think abo ut what he might be thinking.
"It's ok." I could hear my mom 's feet coming up the stairs.
"Hey Pacey, one of the girls at work called and there's an emergency. I have to run in. If your dad ever comes up for air tell him I'm gone okay." She stood in the doorwa y for a minute staring at us.
"Behave. Dads still here remember!" She smiled stiffly and walked back downstairs I could hear her muttering to herself.
“ I know this is a bad idea I can feel it, if that boy tries anything with her I'll remove his favorite appendage. Damn crazy customers.” Her inner voice trailed off when the front door slammed.
"So we're alone now I guess." Dean smiled brightly.
Oh no . What was he thinking. I stared into his eyes and waited for the voices to come. “I should tell her...no, it's too soon, I can't, I don't deserve her. Damn it.”
My eyebrow went up in surprise. What in t he heck was he talking about.
"What do you want to do now?" Dean's voice was strained, I could feel the tens ion start to rise between us.
"Let's watch a movie." He turned to watch the screen.
I reached for his other hand. He held my fingers against his upper thigh. The butterflies in my stomach immediately erupte d. Was he going to try anything?
“ Just kiss her stupid .”
I almost laughed when the words
I didn't regret my promise. Whatever was happening to me scared me enough to make me wanna stay home. And the voices, the voices came from everywhere all the time. I could even hear them when I was trying to sleep, whispering inside my head their deepest thoughts, and desires.
I ran my fingers across the flat raised lines. It really did look horrible. The first scar ran from the middle of the back of my neck over my shoulder and to my collarbone. The second one was just above it shorter and parallel to the first but jagged instead of straight. The third was the ugliest, it was like someone had tried to saw my skin off completely a crescent shape that ran from the middle of my shoulder all the way up and over to the middle of my chest.
I groaned. The nurse hadn't lied when she said no more tank tops, the last scar ran down my shoulder into my armpit. I moved my arm and watched the scars tug unnaturally at my skin. I grunted and pulled my Deftones shirt back on.
The charcoal cloth covered most of my scar. The only one visible was the second one that ran the farthest up my neck. All of the scars combined made it look like someone had tried to remove my shoulder. I shivere d and made my way downstairs.
Dean was sitting in the living room waiting. We weren't allowed to leave, but mom had said as long as we left the door "open" to my room he could watch a movie with me inside. My dad was out in the garage wor king on his latest contraption.
I hadn't asked him to make what Rhiannon wanted. No, I was out of that whole ordeal. Even if Lexie had been mean to me on Thursday, and she wasn't, I didn't want to be involved. It just wasn't in me.
"Hey Pace, you ready?" Dean turned and not iced my presence in the room.
"Yea, we can grab some junk food and head on up." Dean followed me into the kitchen mom was already in there making us up a tray of food.
"Awesome thanks mom." She smi led and handed Dean the tray.
"Remember keep the door open...Dean. " His face turned a little red.
“ He's lucky she likes him so much, if it weren't for that I'd drag him out by the ear.”
I closed my eyes and concentrated. If I tried to clear my head and block it out, I could get control of the voices. Her voice faded from my head and I opened my eyes.
"You're the best mom." I kissed her on the cheek and led Dean out of the room.
He'd brought over a couple of scary movies to watch. We sat on the floor with pillows behind us and the food tray on top of the bed. Dean put his arm around me and pulled me closer gently.
"How's your shou lder feeling?"
I looked over into his worried eyes and tried not to think abo ut what he might be thinking.
"It's ok." I could hear my mom 's feet coming up the stairs.
"Hey Pacey, one of the girls at work called and there's an emergency. I have to run in. If your dad ever comes up for air tell him I'm gone okay." She stood in the doorwa y for a minute staring at us.
"Behave. Dads still here remember!" She smiled stiffly and walked back downstairs I could hear her muttering to herself.
“ I know this is a bad idea I can feel it, if that boy tries anything with her I'll remove his favorite appendage. Damn crazy customers.” Her inner voice trailed off when the front door slammed.
"So we're alone now I guess." Dean smiled brightly.
Oh no . What was he thinking. I stared into his eyes and waited for the voices to come. “I should tell her...no, it's too soon, I can't, I don't deserve her. Damn it.”
My eyebrow went up in surprise. What in t he heck was he talking about.
"What do you want to do now?" Dean's voice was strained, I could feel the tens ion start to rise between us.
"Let's watch a movie." He turned to watch the screen.
I reached for his other hand. He held my fingers against his upper thigh. The butterflies in my stomach immediately erupte d. Was he going to try anything?
“ Just kiss her stupid .”
I almost laughed when the words
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