Eight

I let out a groan as i sat up. The pain in my stomach was gone and i fell more relaxed than ever. I looked around and everything was in place.

I slowly lifted up my shirt and my bruises where all covered. Oh no. I brought my hands to my temple and rubbed it gently. I turned to see what time it was and i saw Damian sleeping on the arm chair close to the door of my bedroom. I was surprised so i let out a scream as i fell.

His eye flickered open as he stared at me.

"You're awake" he said in a deep voice. No shit.

"Ash!!" I,screamed and he scrunched his face.

"They left" he said shortly.

"And why are you here?"

"Told them i knew your prescriptions so they left" that was actually smart. I stood up and walked to the door. "What are you doing?" He asks me.

"Opening the door" i scoffed as i opened it and walked towards the stairs. I didn't really want to talk about what happened today not now not ever.

I went to the kitchen and took out a bottle of cold water from the fridge. I'm real