Elsie Taylor knew nothing more than the life that involved the constant moving around. She had always thought that it was normal to not have a place to call home, as she was too young to understand what was really going on.
"I knew nothing more tha...
I smiled, and he smiled softly back at me, but it wasn't his usual smile. It was different. He didn't look as happy as he usually looked when he saw me. My smile dropped a little, before I patted the space in the bed beside me, hoping he understood what I wanted, so I didn't have to say it. I didn't feel like talking right now.
He did what I asked, and slipped into the bed beside me. I curled into his body, seeking comfort and warmth, as a few tears trailed down my cheeks. I hoped nobody noticed, and I thought they hadn't, as conversations filtered around me, almost like I didn't exist. I did like it this way, as I wanted to cry in silence, after the revelation that I had just come to.
"Hey, hey, don't cry" immediately, Oliver was quick to pick up how sad I had become, and was quick to wipe away my tears, but they just kept coming. It was almost like I knew they wouldn't stop, so I didn't even bother to stop them. There was no use, when all I could feel was sadness sitting in the pit of my stomach.
I just shook my head, as there was no way that I couldn't not cry. I wasn't even sure how I was supposed to trust these people, but I was, because I had no one else left. I was lifted, and sat on someone's lap, as they laid me on their chest. The tubes and wires were making it difficult, but I was more comfortable.
Added to this, was the movement of someone's hand up and down my back, as I silently cried. I couldn't help it. I had seen my mamma go this way, and I had almost gone the same way. I hadn't lived life to the fullest. I had never wanted to end up in this position, but I had, and even if I freaked out, they still hadn't listened.
"Shh, your okay bubba" Ollie murmured, as someone was quick to hand him something, and it was in reach within seconds. I sat up a little to grab my teddy bear, before I was settling back down on Ollie's chest. "There's some food coming. It's your favorite, mac and cheese" I perked up at that, slowly wiping my face in my teddy, as it had started to smell like the boys.
I sniffled, before I finally sat up, resting my head on Ollie's shoulder so that I could see the people around me. Unlike before, both Henry and Milo were missing, leaving me with Beau and Ezra on the couch, while Jack was sitting in the chair next to my bed, and Ollie was lying in bed with me.
The door opened, right as I had finally settled in, and the aroma from the food on the trays, made me perk up. Until I saw who it was carrying the food tray to me, I lay back down. I was not happy to see him right now, and I most definietly did not want to talk to him. I turned away from him, earning a chuckle from Jack and Ollie.
"Looks like someone is getting the silent treatment" I heard Jack say, and I felt bad. I felt awful, knowing that I was making my brother upset by giving him the silent treatment, or whatever Jack had called it, but deep down, I felt like he deserved it. He had hurt me, and I didn't want to intentionally hurt him as badly, but I didn't want to talk to him.
"I guess so" Henry murmured back, as I heard him moving around the room, making me smell the delicious food that had been brought up. No one had discussed why I was in here, or what had happened to result me being in the condition that I was, but I didn't want to talk about it now that food had been placed in front of me.
I never got this luxury with my daddy, so seeing this in front of me was like heaven. "Come on, time to eat" at the sound of the person's voice, my frown deepened. I huffed a sigh, as Ollie turned me around, so the table was right in front of us. It was attached to my bed somehow, but I didn't get to think about it much, as a spoon was headed my way.
Initially, like when the cup was handed to me, I backed away, but it just kept coming. I turned at the last second, and I heard someone sigh. "Come on El, eat up" Ollie then moved so that I could sit more freely, before he took the spoon. He then slowly moved it, and I decided against denying him of eating the food, and actually took it.
After a few more times, I took the spoon and started eating it myself, as discussions fell around the room. I could feel a burning gaze on the side of my face, and I knew it was coming from Henry. I felt awful ignoring him, but he had to understand. He just had to understand where I was coming from. I had trusted him, and it had ended up like this.
I finished what I could, hoping no one would notice, as I slowly turned myself around to Ollie, feeling tiredness wash over me in waves. I hated this feeling, and I could feel the pain coming back. The pain all throughout my body was coming back, and all I wanted was rest. I wanted to take a moment, without this pain, and let my body rest.
"Sore? Tired?" the questions came from someone across the room, and I knew it wasn't Henry. I just nodded my head, as someone mentioned getting a nurse to up my dose, and I hated those words. I shivered at them, as Ollie continued to run a hand up and down my back, as I felt the tears sitting in my eyelids.
I blinked, and I felt even more drowsy, but instead of fighting it, I welcomed it with open arms. I wanted a break, and fighting it would take longer, and still end up with the same result. So, I closed my eyes, and let myself sleep. I took the drugs that I was given, and lay my head to rest, hoping the pain wouldn't be back when I woke up.
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thoughts? xx
little bit of a filler chapter after the long wait
