Chapter 4

I woke up the next day with an immense headache. It seems to be a reoccurring thing. I opened my eyes but shut them immediately do to the sun shining right on my face. I tried opening them again but shut them just as quickly.

I laid there for a few minutes an tried opening them again. This time, there was no sun. I looked over to the window to see the blinds closed. My eyebrows furrowed and I looked around. My eyes landed on the man from yesterday. He looked like he had been up all night without an ounce of sleep.

I tried to sit up but I was in to much pain. The guy stood up and helped me sit up. He placed a few pillows behind me and I leaned back. As I leaned back, I noticed that my wings were out. I readjusted myself so I could lean back without hurting them.

He sat back down on the chair right next to my bed. I looked over to him to see him watching t.v. He didn't even look over once. I didn't know what to say to him. Obviously he didn't like compliments or anything of that sort. I gathered my courage and just said the first thing that came to mind.

"Look, I know you don't like compliments or people recognizing you for anything, but I wanted to thank you for what you did. I mean, you could have just left me there but you didn't and I wanted to thank you."

I said what I wanted and I was prepared for the let down. I knew I wouldn't get anything out of him, so I decided a shower would be best. I went to get out of bed, but found that my legs weren't quiet working. I almost fell out of the bed when he grabbed me.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Well, I don't know about you but I could definitely go for a shower."

He looked at me with annoyance written all over his face.

"Well are you trying to kill yourself first?" he asked grumpily.

"I would if I could die that fast." I said . He looked at me with a side glance.

"Alright, come on." he picked me up and took me into the bathroom. He sat me on the toilet and started the bath. "Your gonna have a bath since you can't stand just yet."

I only nodded, scared to say anything else for fear of him blowing up. He seemed a bit on edge already and I didn't want to push him over the edge.

He walked out of the bathroom and came back with my bag of clothes. He waited until the tub was full before he shut it off.

"You don't need any help do you?" he asked obviously uncomfortable about the situation.

"No I'll be fine."

He nodded and left the bathroom, shutting the door in the process. I began to peel off my tank top when I noticed my wings. I tried putting them back in, but they wouldn't budge. I sighed and tried again but it didn't work. I growled and thought of a way to take my shirt off but I couldn't do it.

I begrudgingly opened the door. I didn't know his name so I couldn't call out to him.

"Uh, excuse me." I said. I heard him get up from the chair and walk over to the door.

"Yea." he stated.

I started to blush. I never had to ask for anything like this before.

"Um, I need help with my shirt." I said softly. He looked at me with a small smile on his face. He looked at my back and tried to figure a way to get my shirt off.

"How did you get it on in the first place?" he asked.

"Uh, my wings can retract into my back."

"Well can't you do that now?" he asked like it was the obvious thing in the world.

"No, sometimes I keep them in for so long, they don't want to go back in, and I can't force them so."

He only nodded. He looked at my shirt and growled. He took out a pocket knife and turned me around. He sliced the back allowing me to slip it off.

"There ya go." he said.

"Thanks." I said.

"Anything else?" he asked clearly wishing he could go back to watching t.v.

"Nope. That's it. Thank you."

He nodded and went to leave. "When you get done you've got some questions to answer."

I only nodded at him. He shut the bathroom door and I proceeded to undress. I slipped into the tub, the hot water relaxing every muscle that was in my body. I dug around my bag and got some shampoo and conditioner and some soap. I washed myself, getting all the dirt and blood off of me. When I was finally clean, I dragged myself out of the tub and sat myself on the side. I dried myself off and dug around my bag to find some comfy clothes.

I dressed in some gray dance pants and a black tank top, making sure my wings made it through. I dried my hair as best as I could and packed everything else into my bag. I opened the door, pulled myself up by the wall, and prepared myself for 20 questions.