Fix Me

Chapter Two

Adam looked at me with sorry blue eyes, "Your uncle was mad that I was over at your house yesterday morning. He was drunk and he pushed you down the stairs, and told me to take you so he doesn't have to put up with you anymore. You did hit your head pretty hard; that explains why you can't remember anything."

Shock overcame me;"All I can remember is falling and immediately hitting my head."

He stroked my hair very lightly, "Do you need me to get you anything? Does your head still hurt?"

"It hurts a little bit, but I'm fine," I lied. I did not want him to worry about me now. He had work and all that to worry about.

"Are you sure?" he could almost sense that I'm lying.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I fake smiled, but it was convincing enough.

"Okay," he smiled and kissed my head before he got up to go to the kitchen.

I followed him hesitantly because my body was so soar. His kitchen was huge and perfect for a magazine cover. And so was he. I sat in the metal chair at his black round table. The surface was made of marble, and so was everything else in this house. If you looked closely you could see little gray lines and swirls in it.

"Are you hungry? I could make you your favorite breakfast," he asked happily.

"No, I'm not hungry," I starred at the table.

"Is something wrong?" he sat down next to me.

"No, no. it's just so weird that I can't remember anything from yesterday," I was telling the truth this time.

"Okay, if you want to talk about anything just tell me," he hugged me before he got up to make himself breakfast.

"I'm gonna go take a shower," I said quietly as I got up to leave.

"Okay," he replied.

I walked up his beautiful cream white stairs slowly and painfully. Something felt really wrong with me for some reason. I don't know if it's in my head or just the physical pain. Whatever it was it would blow off because I have Adam on my side. I'm scarred I'm not going to be able to hold on to him. Every time something good comes into my life it always disappears once I get attached.

The hot water felt good seeping into my skin. I must have stayed in here for a while because I heard a knock on the door.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, sorry I'm taking so long," I replied as I turned the shower off.

I got dressed cautiously, but as fast I could. I walked out of the bathroom. Adam was sitting on the bed. I went and sat next to him. He hugged me so tight to him like he knew that's what I needed. I let myself just hold on to him for a while.

He eventually pulled away, "I should go get your stuff from your uncle's house."

"No, I don't want you to go back there," I begged.

"I'll be fine. Besides he's probably passed out or not there. I'm just gonna get your stuff and be right out," he tried to calm me down.

"So I'm gonna live with you?" I asked.

"Of course. You can't go back there," he smiled.

"Well, you don't need to go back there just to get my stuff," I tried begging again sometimes I just wasn't good enough.

"Yes, I do and I'll be fine," he repeated.

"Just be careful and leave as soon as possible," I gave in because I knew I would lose.

"I will," he kissed me on my cheek and left.

When he closed the door my headache felt like it was coming back stronger. I curled my aching body up into a ball and drifted to sleep.