Authors Notes: Hello my lovely reader XD Chapter 38 XD Please review I'd love to know what you think XDI own nothing and no one apart from the following: Morgan, Damon, Evan. Happy reading XD Please review XD
Chapter 38
When I woke up, I was lying in bed. I had no idea how I got there. Last thing I knew, I fell outside the hub getting that bloody alien. I sat up slowly. I felt so dizzy and sick; I just wanted to puke and go to sleep. The bed cover fell off me as I sat up. I looked down at my hands, which were now in my lap, and then I saw what I was wearing. I couldn't believe what was on me. I flung back the bed covers, got to my feet, and ran over to the mirror I had in my en suite bathroom – how cool is that, I had an en suite. Anyway, back to this. So I went to look in the mirror...and it got worse. I was disgusted. How did I come to wear these God awful clothes?! I could think about it for too long, because I had to turn to the toilet and, well, puke. I hated being sick, it tasted horrible, and it was just generally not nice. After I had finished throwing up, and I had brushed my teeth, I went back to the mirror. I took one last look and left. I walked out of my room, and down stairs.
"Ok! Someone needs to explain this to me! NOW!" I yelled, as I came down the stairs.
It was then I realized I had these – quite awesome – black boots on. They weren't heels, which I liked. They were proper biker boots. I smiled briefly, but set my face back to the hard expression I had before. Everyone that was in the hub – Evan, Damon, dad and Tad – all whipped their heads round to look at me. They didn't say anything.
"Explain! Now!" I demanded.
The four all looked to each other and then turned their head to the floor. I prepared myself for what they had to say...when one of them decided to speak. Hopefully there would be a good reason, since I was wearing a black skirt and a pink short sleeved top! I DON'T WEAR SKIRTS OR PINK – or dresses! I sighed irritably, waiting for one of them to speak.
I couldn't believe what I was told. I mean, the alien thing decided to seep into my skin and basically live in me, and because of this I had no idea what was going on or what I was doing. Dad and Tad brought up the CCTV footage of what 'I' had done. I'll leave it up to you to imagine what I did, because I will never describe what I saw in those videos. After the videos had finished I ran upstairs to have a shower and get changed. One of the worst parts were I couldn't take the bloody clothes back, because the alien thing altered them. I was not happy. I came back down stairs to find Damon laughing. Damon, as always, found the funny side of it, and decided to take the mick. So as always I hit him, and it ended up with him being pinned to the floor.
"Next time, you can get attacked by the alien and have it control you." I laughed.
"Oh, yeah, thanks. Love ya too sis." Damon replied sarcastically.
"Love ya too bro."
"Get off me now."
I jumped off of Damon and helped him up. Of course he tried to pull me onto the floor but I was much stronger than him. I hated that something could control me. I mean, come on, would you want something/someone controlling you? I think not. Seriously, it's some scary shit. You don't even know what you're doing! It turned out, I had been...controlled, I guess would be the best word to use, for about a week. That was so not good. Right now, I was just glad I was back to being me again.