"Kimi. Wake up Kimi!" I could barely recognize the voice as Leah as she tried to wake me up.
I started to open my eyes but all I see was a bright light.
"Hold on, let me turn off the light." I can hear her run across the room and hit the switch.
I tried opening my eyes again and I was face to face with Leah.
"Damn Leah, space please," I said with a laugh.
"Sorry, you gave us a little scare. You passed out on us."
"How long have I been out?" I whined, rubbing my eyes.
"About 10 Hours. That's why I said you scared us."
Wow, 10 hours. Gosh, my head hurts. All of the sudden, everything that happened came rushing back to me.
"Oh my gosh, Leah, where is Sam? How is Emily? Is she ok? I have to get up and clean the kitchen. Wait..." I looked around the room and it dawned on me that I'm not in my room. I'm not even in my house.
"Leah, where am I?"
Leah started laughing at me, sitting on the bed next to me.
Good to know Leah acts the same with me like she always did.
"Relax Chica, one question at a time. My bastard ex is at the Tribal Clinic with the skank. She is awake and on pain meds. She had to have a transfusion, the bitch lost a lot of blood. She will be fine, but she will have some pretty gross scars. Karma served her right, don't you think? You helped save her life by holding that towel. Well, until you passed out on us," Leah said with a snort. "Don't worry about your kitchen, it's taken care of. As for where you are, Paul's guest room. His mom is coming home early from work to stay with you. My mom is busy with claw face. And we didn't want you staying alone right now," she explained, staring down at me.
"Oh. Well, I should probably get up and go check on Sam," I said while trying to get up, but Leah stops me.
"No can do Kimi, you're under strict orders of bed rest for the rest of the day. You went into shock, so my mom ordered no more stress today. So, I have to make you something to eat and then I'll be back to check on you in a few hours."
Before I could say anything, she is out the door. Well, crap, what the heck am I supposed to do here by myself in a house I don't know. No way I'm staying in bed all day. Gosh, I hope Paul isn't home. What about his parents, what must they think of me being here.
Looking around the room, I could see the things that were here. Or should I say wasn't here. The only things in there were a bed, dresser with a mirror over it, and a chair. Nothing else. Nothing over the windows, no pictures. Just bare white walls.
Leah brought me breakfast, but I couldn't bring myself to eat. Its smelt good, but I just couldn't. It was scrambled eggs. My mom used to make the best eggs. I just sat there and stared at them. I could feel the tears starting to run down my cheeks. Leah looked torn between comforting me and running as fast and as far as she could. Leah just didn't do the crying thing. So, she walked away and left me alone. ALONE. I hate that feeling. The anger came back again. I hated myself. I hated my mom for giving up. I hated Sam. I hated all secrets and lies.
"UGGHHHH!" Screaming, I threw the plate of eggs at the door.
I heard the plate hit the floor and shatter. Throwing my head back on the bed, I covered my face with the pillow and screamed as loud as I could.
I must of either passed out again or fallen asleep. When I woke up, the plate and eggs were cleaned up and I had a fresh change of clothes on the chair along with a note. I walked over to the chair and read the note.
"Kimi, Leah stopped by with these while you were asleep. Shower is down the hall, last door on your left. Paul"
For some reason a small smile crossed my face. I grabbed up my clothes and took off to the shower. Passing a clock in the hall, it read 1:30 in the afternoon. It had been about 18 hours since Hell hit the Uley house.
Walking into the bathroom, I noticed it wasn't what I had expected. It was clean, and smelled good. The smell of the beach and the forest all in one. Mmmm that was amazing.
After my shower, I started to get dressed but for some reason my pants didn't fit. What was I going to do? I didn't want to put those bloody clothes back on.
Maybe I could sneak into Paul's room and find a pair of shorts or something that I could make fit till Leah could bring me another pair of mine. Opening the bathroom door, I listened for anyone in the house. When I heard nothing, I walked out in only my black t-shirt, bra, and underwear. Slowly making my way to the door across from the room I was sleeping in, I cautiously opened the door and quickly went inside. When I turned around from shutting the door, I walk right into the last person I wanted to see. Paul Lahote.
Shit, now what? I couldn't even seem to look up at him. I just stared at his gorgeous bare chest. After what seems like forever, Paul started to laugh.
"I'm pretty sure you went into the wrong room little Uley. You are staying in the room acr..." He couldn't even finish what he was saying before seeing my dilemma.
"Why aren't you wearing any pants? If Sam walked in right now, he'd have my ass."
"Oh shut up Paul. I'm not lost. The pants that Leah brought over for me don't fit, so I was hoping that I could...," I said shyly, until he cut me off.
"Steal some of mine? As if they would fit you." He said with a chuckle. That made me mad for some reason. My head shot up and was about to defend myself, when I looked into his eyes.