I woke up in an unfamiliar bed and in a dark room. My head throbbed, my arms were sore, and I could hardly feel my toes. And why do I feel so sick? I rubbed my eyes and stretched, letting out a yawn in the process. I've never felt so tired in my life!
Slowly and painfully the events of last night came rushing back in, a little too suddenly. I felt dizzy as I thought about the blood, violence, and disgust that took place last night. That's the last time I go to a party. Just as I was processing my thoughts the door squeaked open and a head stuck through. Light blinded my eyes and I tried to readjust them but my contacts were too dry, I couldn't make out the figure standing in the doorway. I guess I should stop forgetting to take off my contacts before I sleep.
Eventually I took in my surroundings, I was on a plain bed covered with a blue blanket. I was still in my clothes from last night, only my dress wasn't as sticky as it was before. The room was messy, a small desk was placed in the corner with laptop on it, a flat screen t.v. hung on the wall opposite of the bed, some posters of bands were up, and clothes were sprawled out all over the floor along with papers. Everything looked so familiar...
"Don't worry Lily it's Oliver. Your in my room." I looked up and sure enough Oliver was standing in the doorway with pajamas bottoms and... No shirt. His abs glistened even with no light. I pried my eyes away from his body and looked at myself in the mirror.
My makeup was smudged, my curls were surprisingly in place (thanks to all the hairspray Rosie put on me) but my cheeks were stained with dry tears. All in all I looked like a decent looking zombie.
Oliver cleared his throat and walked over, his hand was wrapped but other than that he looked fine. His hair was slightly damp, he must have taken a shower recently. I avoided making eye contact and shifted my eyes away, but something cause my eyes by the door...
They were my sparkling black heels, the ones I wore last night. Only instead of being covered in dirt like before, they were perfectly clean and shimmery. I kept eying them but didn't say anything.
"Yeah your shoes, I cleaned all the mud off them... If your wondering why your in my room it's becau-"
I held up my hand to stop him from saying anything else. His voice brought back pained memories from last night... I couldn't believe he attacked Derek like that....
Wait, Derek! Where is he? I cleared my throat and spoke out, "What happened to Derek?"
Oliver leaned against the opposite side of the door and stared at me carefully as he spoke, "He umm... He made it to the hospital fine. Only a few broken ribs and a mild concussion..."
I closed my eyes and remembered Derek lying on the couch unconscious. Slowly I crawled toward the edge of the bed and climbed out, adjusting my dress, I was beginning to feel sore. I felt his eyes on me but I kept walking towards the door. Without making eye contact I picked up my heels by the door and tried pushing passed Oliver to leave.
To my surprise, he put his arm against the doorway and blocked my way out.
"Don't you want to know why your here in my house? Inside my room? And on my bed?" he asked, I looked up, he had a smirk played clear across his face.
After seeing Oliver last night, I didn't want look at him. I've never seen him so... crazed before. It was disturbing. But at the same time... It was because of me. So how could I be mad at him?
"Your still worried about Derek right? Well... I can't take back what I did, I wish I could. But I got him a bouquet of flowers and everyone signed it, I put your name on it too. I cleared everything with his parents too and they aren't mad..." he looked around and for a second I thought he was done but he continued. "I apologized and he accepted so I hope you will accept my apology too. I'm sorry Lily, really sorry."
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Breaking FreeTeen Fiction
After an unexpected surprise 17 year old Lily is forced to move from her hometown Utah to go live with with her dad, who she hasn't seen since she was 6. She believes the worst that could happen is having to leave behind her loved ones in Utah, but...