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Chapter Two
Suze's POV

Went I awoke it was far too bright. And far too loud.

"We need to call mum and dad. They'll need – "

"No! Not till Suze wakes up! She'll know what to tell them."

"What to tell them? How the Hell is she going to explain this one?"

"I don't know!"

I got sick of what I assumed to be David and Jake (I thought I could make a better effort at calling them by their names as they did just save my life) yelling.

I opened my mouth to yell back at them, but realised it would be impossible with the current state of my throat. I settled for a low threat. "If you two don't shut your traps I'll get out this contraption they call a bed and strangle both of you."

I opened my eyes to the light and saw them both in shock.

"They said you wouldn't wake up for hours!" Jake burst out.

"I'm a quick healer. What's the damage Do – David?"

"Y-y-y-you h-have a br-broken leg, a m-mild concussion and several fractures in – "

"Well at least I'm alive, right?"

"What the Hell happened, Suze? There was no one there – "

I cut him off. I'd been doing that a lot.

"No there wasn't," I say harshly. "And if you know what's best for you'll forget about the whole thing, immediately."

"But..."

"I fell down the stairs."

"But..."

"I. Fell. Down. The. Stairs. End of story, Jake."

He still looked put out and opened his mouth.

"Shut it. There are some things that can't be explained and some that can, but can't be understood. This is one of those options, but with the amount of pounding in my head I can't remember which."

"Why? Dave looks like he at least knows a bit of what's going on! How come he gets to know, yet I am left in the dark!"

"Lower your voice, you idiot! And one, you sound like a winy child and two, I never told David anything."

"She's right. I figured it out after the whole incident with that statue's head co – "

"David!" I cut of harshly, causing him to look at me guiltily.

I rest back against the pillows. "Look," soothing, I tell myself, soothing, "I have kept this secret basically for my whole life and I know it's something better off not knowing. Yes, a lot of things will make sense, but the world around you no longer will. A lot of people can't comprehend it."

"And yet Dave did?" He paused. "Wait, so even mum doesn't know? What is so bad you can't even tell her?"

Then, as if my day couldn't get any worse, my mother walks in with Andy in tow.

"What don't I know Susannah?" She asks harshly.

Looks like the boys didn't need to contact them, the hospital did just a good a job.