I didn't think that a car ride could be this awkward. Dallas didn't say a word after he convinced the EMT's that he was going to take care of me. He didn't really convince them, it was more of a threat.
The sun was finally setting. Vivid colors of reds and yellows pierced through the clouds. My whole body still felt as if it was on fire. My skin was covered in a black, charcoal color. It crawled in pain every time I moved.
Suddenly Dallas' voice penetrated the awkward silence, "Are you okay?" I gave him a look that read 'Are-you-serious?' and he held back a laugh. "I have 2nd degree burns, do you think I'm okay!?" I snapped at his laughter. His expression turned back to serious as he apologized. I muttered some not-so-lady-like words under my breath once we arrived at his house.
This was the house that we rented out once we bought out two-story home downtown. I didn't think he still owned it.
The house was a normal sized house. One story, deck, pool, just a simple home. I had always admired the curb appeal, though. The house wore a neutral paint. Beautiful, intricate vines stretched up the front and sides. The front door was bright red, which contrasted with all of the neutral-themed objects and plants lining the house.
This was Dallas' mother's house. She adored gardening and her house definitely showed it. She died a year before 'the incident' and Dallas was absolutely heart broken. He made sure to visit this house at least once a day to keep up her garden. It was still in full-bloom. I was glad that he kept the garden, she was a wonderful person and deserved to be remembered in some way. The garden fit this expectation.
The car came to a hault, Dallas jumped out and rushed to my side. He offered to carry me to the door but I denied it. I wobbled to the front porch in total, burning pain. I was not going to let him treat me like a child.
The door flung open and a huge dog burst out. I stood there, shocked, as the dog jumped up on me. Yes, it was painful but the dog was absolutely adorable! It looked like a collie-mix. It's black and white, long fur tickled my face as it continuously jumped on me. I bit my lip trying to contain the pain as I patted the fluffy pup.
"Come on Domino," Dallas pushed him back through the front door as I followed. It looks exactly the same. I thought to myself as I roamed the small house. It reminded me so much of his mom, Rose. So many great memories lived in this house. This very house might be the very place that Dallas will die. I might kill him here. I huffed and slouched on the blue couch that was way too inviting.
Dallas turned around to face me, "I'll be right back," he nodded towards the hallway then half-sprinted.
I stretched out and tried to forget the absolutely terrible day I had just witnessed. I must've dozed off because, what only seemed like seconds later, Dallas shook me awake. His touch was so gentle, he was the opposite. "I started your bath," I shook my head and mumbled some incoherent things under my breath. He carefully picked me up, bridal-style again, and brought me into the bathroom.
The bath was full of bitter-cold water and layers of ice cubes. Suddenly, I felt very awake. "I am NOT going in there!" I shook my head in a childish way, he just laughed, "You're going in, clothes or not." He pointed to the bath while still staring at me, giving me the 'death glare'. Before I could tell him to get out he exited.
I slowly took of my tattered, charcoaled clothes and inched into the tub. Instantly, a rush of cold burned my skin. It felt like my legs were on fire again, but it was actually the total opposite. My body tensed and my skin swirled.
An hour later I was warm, dry, and laying in the guest bed. I stretched out my legs and feet and grabbed a large pillow to hold on to. The sound of footsteps neared the closed door, it slowly creaked open. I was too comfy to turn around to face the door, but I knew who came in. I head Dallas pat the bed beside me and then a moment later the bed dipped down a little bit. Domino nudged his head inbetween my arm and the pillow I was holding.
I let out a giggle and pet his head. Dallas came around to my side of the bed, pulled up the enormous comfortor, and kissed me on the top of my forehead. The sparks instantly came back, then dissolved after he pulled away.
"I love you, Lily," Were the last words I heard before I drifted into a strangely peaceful sleep.
I know this chapter was a little short but I am sorry!
I have some more bad news. I won't be able to upload until Monday or Tuesday because I am going to be on a class trip.
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