I wandered through the trees to the center of the orchards where there was a clearing. I leaned against one of the Oak trees and closed my eyes. I heard birds chirp around me, greeting the new day, but I couldn't smile. I was in pain and shock at what had happened.

"Leo what are you doing out here?" Dylan called and I opened my eyes and saw him coming towards me with Dakota.

"Thinking and trying to relax, but I can't," I whispered looking at my hands. "I have more injuries than I thought from those drunks and I feel weak."

"What other injuries?" Dakota asked.

"Bruises and cuts along my back. I didn't even register the pain until I saw them."

"Let me see," Dakota ordered as he knelt next to me.

"Why?"

"I've told you before that I have a bit of medical experience, let me see them."

I sat forward and pulled my sweatshirt up my back slowly and they helped. They slid the sweatshirt and t-shirt up to my shoulders and I felt fingers touch my back. I hissed and clenched my hands.

"Sorry, deep tissue bruising and shallow cuts. These guys are stronger than I imagined. What did they do, kick you?"

"Yeah, after they tossed me to the ground, they started attacking me before one of them straddled me and held the dagger to my neck, then you came," I summarized.

Dakota caught onto what I was trying to do and nodded in understanding. No one could know about the huge wolf the size of a horse. I would be put into an asylum for even thinking of such ridiculous things that shouldn't be possible, Dakota most likely already thought I was crazy about the animal. I pulled my shirt and sweatshirt back down and leaned back against the tree gingerly.

"You really did have a hard night, didn't you?" I looked at Dylan sourly and he stood up. "I'm going to call Ben up and go hang over at his place for the rest of the weekend. Dakota, don't you dare hurt her or I'll hurt you. I've only known you a few weeks and not even that well."

"Don't worry Dylan, I don't think of her like that," Dakota spoke and I felt my heart clench. I closed my eyes and tried to calm my rushing mind but my heart seemed to get a lot heavier.

I forced myself to stand up and I walked out of the orchards. I walked back up to my room and pulled off my sweatshirt and laid on my stomach on the bed, even though it hurt like hell. I buried my face in my pillow just in case any sounds escaped my mouth.

'I don't think of her like that.'

'Why does that bug me so much?' I whimpered in my mind. 'I couldn't possibly like him could i? All he does is glare at me before I got injured. How am I to know if he won't change back come Monday? I just need to make him leave before something else decides to rush through my mind…'

"Leo?" Dylan came into the room and closed the door behind him. "Are you okay?"

"Make Dakota leave," I growled into my pillow. "He has no need to be here. I'll go to the doctor for my injuries. I don't care if jack and mom find out anymore."

"Leo, what's going on?" Dylan snapped, making me roll over onto my back and froze. "Leo, why are you crying?"

"Just get out of here and take the icicle with you," I snapped, shoving him off the bed as I got off as well.

I pulled back on my sweatshirt and grabbed my purse. I made sure my wallet and phone was in it then walked out of the room. Dakota was by the door and caught up to me as I headed down stairs.

"Leo, where are you going?" mom came into view, holding a cross-stitch in her hands. "Are you okay?"

"Can I use the car? I need to head over to the doctor for a physical," I lied keeping my voice calm.

"Alright, keys are on the study desk. Call me immediately if there's anything wrong," mom smiled, knowing that during trips like the one I was lying about that I liked going alone."

I went and grabbed the keys and came back out. "Don't count on me for lunch or dinner, mom. I'm going to stay out after heading to the clinic."

"Alright," she spoke then walked back into the living room.

"Dakota get your car out of the driveway," I growled as I walked to the garage.

"Leo…"

"Go home and leave me alone," I slapped him as I spun to face him.

I walked into the garage and got into the silver Porsche 911 and opened the garage door. I pulled out around Dakota's car then sped towards the city. I pulled into the clinic just as it was opening. I got out and went inside, knowing that no one would be waiting for Doctor Benson.

"Leodora, what brings you here?" Dr. Benson spoke as he came out from his office with a mug of coffee.

"I need you to look at a few things to see if they are infected or not," I spoke.

He nodded and led me past the desk and into a room. He closed the door and I put my purse on the bed and pulled off my sweatshirt and shirt together. Dor. Benson gasped as he saw the bruises and cuts.

"How did this happen?" he spoke as he put his coffee on the counter and pulled on some gloves. "Have you reported this to anyone?"

"I was attacked the other day by some crazy drunks who wanted to defile me," I spoke as I sat on the bed, paper crinkling under me. "No I have not reported this because if mom knew she'd go into hysterics and force me to stay inside all the time. I need my freedom."

"Understandable, but these injuries are harsh. How many attacked you?"

"There were three. If you want to report this, you can but leave my name out of it."

"If you don't want it reported then I won't say anything. Let me clean these up and bandage them. Who should we bill this to since you said yo didn't want your mom to know? Should we mail it to your father?"

"Yes, mail it to Jack's office and I'll head up there and talk to him today."

"Very well."

He finished bandaging the cuts then helped me pull on my shirt and sweatshirt. I thanked him and then left. I drove to jacks office and parked in the parking garage across the street, using the credit card to pay. I hurried across the street and went up. On the top level, I walked out of the elevator and saw the same secretary the day that I had come with Jack and Dylan.