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Chapter 5: Explanation

I tried again, "Help..."

It was as if I was mouthing the word. Why couldn't I say anything? I struggled to move across the floor. I then heard and saw the bedroom door open. It was Sebastian. I was so relieved.

"What are you doing out of bed?" He asked.

I mouthed, "Help."

"Come on." He said while picking me up. "I'll explain what happened to you the best way I can. According to Leslie and what he told me."

I nodded. I had no clue what happened. How I lost my voice, how my legs became this way and how did Ruvik escape? Sebastian took me over to the living room and sat me on the couch. I was confused and frightened to say the least.

"Leslie told me that you had a break down. You went crazy and took a peace of the broken bowl and started to shred your legs. I cleaned up most of what I could. He said that it happened shortly after I left. He was so scared and didn't know what to do. I came here as fast as I could." Seb explained.

I looked at him with a confused look on my face. I didn't understand. I pointed at my throat. Sebastian looked at me and nodded.

"You lost your voice. It's temporary. You were screaming a lot. I'm glad you're alright." He told me with reassurance.

That would explain why I lost my voice but why would I have freaked out? I wasn't imagining it was I? I heard Leslie's voice from the bedroom. I looked over at the doorway. Leslie was standing there, fidgeting with his hands. He looked so worried. I must have scared him to death. I feel terrible.

"You...you...alright...alright?" He asked.

I gave him a look of reassurance. I reached over to the coffee table for a pen and paper to write to Leslie to tell him how I felt. I wrote down 'I'm fine, I think.' I gave the paper to Sebastian to tell Leslie.

"Fine...fine... fine... fine... fine." Leslie started repeating.

I nodded.

"We need to get you to a hospital to see what they can do about your legs." Sebastian stated.

I sighed. I really didn't want to see a doctor. I have my reasons. Leslie flinched at the word hospital. He hates them. I now have no real choice but to go. Between what's wrong with my arm and what happened to my legs, I need to go to one. I looked down and wrote down my answer. 'OK'.

Leslie was against it. He didn't want me to go. He feared that it will happen again. Everything that happened at Beacon. I don't blame him for being this way. I want him to go with me. I don't want to leave him. I need him. I don't like being away from him.

"Leslie, you can't stay here by yourself." Sebastian reminded him.

"Stay...stay...stay." Leslie repeated his answer.

"Come on." Sebastian instructed Leslie.

Leslie finally gave in and walked over to me. He then lifted me up. He walked me over to the door where he waited for Sebastian. I looked up at Leslie. He looked so handsome. I'm still a bit wary of my love. If it was a dream, then I would have nothing to worry about. My love is still my love. My dear Leslie. He looked at me and I smiled. He smiled back at me and kissed me softly.

Sebastian walked over to us, "Alright you love birds, let's get going." All three of us walked out of the house and over to the car. Leslie and I sat in the back seat. Sebastian got in the driver seat and started the car. We were off to the hospital.