(Note: This chapter is in Charons POV, just for a bit of a change. The next chapter will be back to Emilys POV)
My head was killing me, my leg hurt like hell and now I was somewere I didn`t remember being when I blacked out, awesome.
I groanded as I sat up and rubbed my head. I was obviously in a medical room, and I was alone. Quickly I threw the blanket that had been placed on me onto the floor, but stopped when a crumpled ball of paper landed on the floor. Carefully I bent down and picked up the crumpled ball, flattening it out I read it. "My contract..." was the onlything I could say as I leaned against the bed.
"Glad to see you awake." A voice came from the doorway.
I looked up at the medical officer without saying anything.
"We usually dont bring ghouls here, but you travel with the Wanderer so we made a exception." he continued.
"How long have I been here?" I asked, clutching my contract tight in my fist.
"Just about five days."
I looked at the medic shocked, then down at my contract. "Were is she?"
"Pardon?"
"You herd me. Were. Is. She?" I asked harshly, I was starting to get irratated already.
"In her room I suppose..." he said thoughtfully. "Down the..."
"I know were it is." I said grabbing my stuff and leaving.
I stormed down the corridors, they were pretty empty and anyone who did come my way steared away. 'Why would she give it back?' was all I could think. Why? Why? Why?
Soon I was standing infront of her door, I tried to push it open but it was locked. "Of course its locked..." I said knocking
"Who is it?" A quiet voice asked from right behind the door.
The doorlocked clicked as she unlocked the door and slid it open, half hiding behind the door. "Come in Charon." she said just as quiet as before. In all the time I had known her the only time she had talked as quiet as she was now was when she was trying to stay unnoticed, something was up. "You can sit anywere, make yourself at home." she said as I walked in and she locked the door behind me.
I sat on the edge of of her bed and watched her grab a chair and sit infront of me, it wasnt until she looked right at me that I noticed what she was trying to hide. On her left cheek, bright as day was a large bruise acompanied by a cut on her upper lip, now I had forgotten about my contract that was still clutched in my fist.
"Oh god..Emily, how?"
She shook her head. "I dont know. I woke up and there it was." she said quietly, pushing her hair out of her face, tucking it back into the bun she always wore it in. "I..I really dont want to talk about itCharon, please dont make me talk about it. I mean its not like something horrible happened but ever since Ive been back thats all anyone has asked me to talk about, the bruise on my face and the bruises on my arms."
I leaned over and lightly grabbed her arm, making her stand from the chair and sit on the bed with me. "Okay, you can talk about it when you want to talk about it." I said as I wrapped my arms around her in a loose hug.
She sniffed, like she was about to cry, but just rested her head on my shoulder instead and wrapped her arms around me in a loose hug.
It was a closeness I wanted to have with her for a long time, long before the Deathclaw attacked her. The day the Yao Guai fell infront of us just reminded me more how much I wanted the closeness. She had never made me do anything I really didnt want to do, stood up for me against other smoothskins, never abused my contract. She was my closest friend, but something in me wanted it to be more.
"Emily..." I started, unsure if now was the right time to be asking this, but I did anyway."Why did you give me my contract?"