Dylan POVInsomnia...I officially must have had insomnia, because yet another night had gone by with me getting zero sleep. Well, Maybe I had dozed for half an hour but it still was far from good enough. I was supposed to be getting stronger now that I was here, but everything in me was shutting do
"Yeah..." my voice was mumbled as his thumb gently rubbed over the mess that was permanently on my arm. "And do you have full movement in your wrists?" I hadn't been asked that before. Thinking about it, it did feel like my skin was pulling everytime I pulled my hand back or leaned on it. But that
Dylan POVAfter my bloods were taken and other vitals were checked and observed, the doctor came to the conclusion that it would be best to do a full body scan, that was if the pregnancy test was falsely negative the fetus would be picked up. Any other form of damage to my innards would show up too
“You need to let someone in, dyl, you can’t keep going on like this.” He was right of course. The longer I stayed trapped in my mind the more vulnerable Id become. I just couldn’t break free from the kings hold on me. “He’s not here… Josh can’t find you and he definitely can’t hurt you.” I knew that
Lewis POVThe more I witnessed other people learning things about Dylan, the more baffled I was by their reaction. To everyone else she seemed to be coping well, so when they find out just how much she endured, it always caused shock to take over their features. She looked exhausted yesterday, and
"Anyway..." The doctor coughed and quickly began to flick through his notes on her once again. "As you are basically fully healed, there isn't much I can assist with physically." He quickly began to scribble in his notes before looking at Dylan once again. "I can prescribe you some vitamins to take
“That’s a pretty cheap statement considering you have some with you right now, who’s willing to walk through hell on earth to aid you.” I wasn’t expecting her to jump into me with open arms, but I did want a little bit of appreciation. After all I turned my back on someone I once called a friend, th
Dylan POV. It had been a week since I had arrived in the rebellion. Still, I hadn't set foot in the dining area again since my arrival, I genuinely just couldn't bring myself to. I had been getting food from someone though, I was beginning to suspect Lewis, but it wasn't set on stone. I'd get up no