by Blood,Joy
"I don't know," I confess.
"It's alright, in time dear." She tells me and places the clothes she took out on the bed next to me. "Towels are in the bathroom. You will find all you need. I will be back shortly to check on you." She smiles and walks out the door. This is so strange. I have never once seen that woman before in my life but she talked to me like we were old friends or something she didn't even tell me what her name was. The only friend I remember is Dawn. She must be worried sick.
I look down at the thing the woman gave me to find a beautiful blue satin nightgown. I do find it strange that it seems to be in my size and there are no panties for me to wear under it. I gingerly move the covers off of me to find myself wearing a similar nightdress of the same color. It sends a cold uneasy shiver through me for some strange reason.
Stepping onto the cold wood floor I make my way over to a cracked door which I assume to be the bathroom. I find the light and flick it on flinching at the sudden brightness. When my eyes adjust I walk further in and look at myself in the mirror. I look like hell. The white bandage around my head has some blood soaking through it and my lip is split open. I have slight bruising around my eyes which suggest that I had a black eye while I was passed out. However long that was. I reach up and take off the bandage slowly unwrapping it from my head. A small area where the wound was inflicted my hair is shaved showing my scalp and the jagged cut the bullet left behind. It must have been a graze.
Looking down at the rest of my body I take off my nightdress and suck in a sharp breath at what I find. Three very distinct scars, recent scars. One on my leg, one in my side and one that looks to be a... Pain slices throughout my head. I feel a wave of nausea roll through me causing me to wretch into the sink. Why would I have a c-section scar? Was I pregnant? I take deep breaths trying to calm myself . The pain lets up and I can stand straight once again. I think that shower sounds great right now.
I flick on the taps and while the water heats up then I go in search for a toothbrush which I find in the cabinet on the wall above the sink. I take it and the tube of toothpaste I find next to it and go to the shower. I'm careful not to get soap or water on my head wound but still, wash my greasy hair. Flashes of a man holding me and washing my hair run through my mind and I try to push them away. Not wanting the pain in my head to overcome me at the moment. I wish there were a bathtub in here, I could definitely relax then.
Feeling ten times better and cleaner I step out of the shower. Bypassing the mirror I grab my towel and dry off quickly. Doing as good as a job I can on my hair. I put the blue nightgown on and walk back into the bedroom to find the same woman changing my sheets. "Feel better now?" she asks me while fluffing up a pillow.
"What is your name?" I blurt out.
"Oh, I'm sorry dear I just assumed you would remember. I'm Ava Cantrell. Your mother-in-law." She says matter of factly. What the hell? I'm married?
"When did I get married?" I ask shock lacing my voice.
"Oh, you poor dear you don't even remember your wedding? A shame, it was beautiful. We will have to just show you pictures then won't we?" it must be true if she claims there are pictures.
"Yes. I guess." I whisper. When she finishes with the bed she ushers me over to lie back down. "Where is my husband? If I'm hurt why isn't he here?" I ask getting back into the bed and under the soft covers. She is about to answer before someone walks into the room. He is tall and wearing a suit. Clean cut and not a hair out of place. I can see his glass blue eyes from where I sit on the bed and that chill I got when I first saw my nightgown runs up my spine. I try to suppress the shiver he gives me. He looks so familiar and deep down I feel like I should be afraid that at the same time I refuse to cower. He comes closer to the bed sitting on the edge and looking at me intently. Licking his lips he reaches out to touch my hand. Instinctively I want to pull away but think better of it and let him touch me. Then he opens his mouth to speak.
"Hello, baby girl."
To be continued...
From the author
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Reckoning Series
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Fight
Deception
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Reckoning #4
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