The Head Case COMPLETED

April Winters, now called Autumn Summers met The Head-Killer once. She's the sole survivor. He escaped authorities. He wants his one and only back. He thinks there is only one way to drive her back into his arms. She needs to know he still wants her. Dean is the agent assigned to this case. He needs to find a way to protect Autumn. He needs to find a way to stop The Head-Killer from wanting her, for he wants her himself. It's going to be a crazy ride. Will Autumn and Dean come out on top? That's the question I'll leave you with.

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9. Chapter 8

Chapter 8

 

- Autumn’s POV -

 

I woke up slowly, feeling the throbbing pain in my ankle. I let out a soft moan and tried to open my eyes.

“Autumn, are you awake?”

“Mm” I couldn’t find the strength to actually answer.

“Open your eyes Autumn!” I tried again. I could open them a little.

“Hey you’re back to the real world!” Dean said. He looked happy to see me awake.

“Hey.” I said sounding very hoarse.

“You want some water?” He asked.

“Yeah.” I said. He handed me a cup.

“Where’s Lacey?” I asked him.

“She’s trying to find James. That stupid bastard!”

“Oh.” I yawned.

“I will let you get to sleep. Marcus will be here all the time.”

“Okay.” I turned over and fell asleep again. Dean was acting weird. Not being so grumpy, but being really sweet and worried. I like the not grumpy Dean better.

When I woke up again Dean was nowhere to be found. Marcus was sleeping in the chair.

“Marcus.” I said. He woke up and looked at me.

“Hey! You’re awake. When you’re ready we can get out of here!”

“Really?! Then help me get ready!” I was ready to get out of here. I knew I probably wasn’t allowed to stand on my leg so I needed help getting dressed.

“What can I do?” Marcus asked.

“Can you hand me those pants and that shirt?” I asked him. He handed them to me and I quickly pulled on the shirt under my blankets. I had taken off my hospital gown earlier and was just in my underwear. Then I tried to get on the pants but I couldn’t do it.

“Marcus can you please help me pull on my pants?” I asked him whilst blushing. He walked closer and helped me off the bed. I stood in my lacy thong and shirt and he was helping me put on my pants when the door opened again. In my eagerness to get out of this hospital I forgot my back was turned to the door. Anyone who came in would be able to see my ass. I blushed and quickly turned around. As I turned I saw it was Dean who came in. He looked like he was in a trance.

“Oh hi Dean.” I felt really awkward. He had just seen my butt.

“Uh hi.” He said while scraping the back of his head. Then I realised I was still with my shorts around my ankles. I quickly bowed down and pulled them up. This was too awkward for words.

“Come on let’s go.” I said and I took a step forgetting my ankle.

“OUCH!” I screamed as I fell to the floor. Dean came running to me and lifted me in his arms.

“No walking for you missy!” He said to me and he lifted me in a wheelchair. He wheeled me to the reception and I signed the papers. We went out and he brought me to the car. He lifted me into the passenger’s seat and placed the wheelchair in the trunk. He got in and Marcus went to sit behind me.

“So Autumn, because he found my house we are going to stay at a hotel. Lacey already packed your things and brought them to the hotel. So we are going there now. There will always be an agent with you. Either me or Marcus or Lacey.”

“Oh.” I said being stunned.

“Oh and we sleep in the same room.”

“What?! Why?”

“Because you apparently can’t protect yourself, weak woman!” And the Mr grumpy pants is back to being himself. Ughhh annoying man!

“What?! I am not weak!”

“You so are! You didn’t even call for help in the fitting rooms. And you can’t walk now. And you are a woman; it is scientifically proven that women are physically weaker than men.”

“Well it is also proven that women are smarter than men so if a man attacks me I can at least kick him in the balls!”

“Like that would do any good.” He said really cocky.

“You want to try?” I asked him really serious.

“Uhm no”

“You are weaker than me. You are afraid I will hurt you. Ha!” He is afraid I will hurt him. Seriously he is more of a coward than me!

“Okay! When we are in the room you can try.” He said. He is so going to regret his decision. I will hurt him so fucking bad. He is so damn annoying!

After a long silent drive we arrived at the hotel. I got out of the car and waited for the wheelchair. Dean gave it to me and started to push me inside. He drove me to the elevators and we went up to the 20th floor.

He pushed me to the room and helped lie down on the bed. Wait what?! There’s only one bed. He is not going to sleep in the same bed as me right?!

“Wait woah you are not sleeping with me are you?”I asked sounding very worried.

“No I am not sleeping with you; I am sleeping next to you.” He said with a chuckle.

“Ughhh! You serious?! You better not snore!” I snapped at him. I turned my back to him and started to cry silently. These past few days have been a lot to cope with. A lot to deal with and now this too. Why does this have to happen?

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