She looked at me, and I smiled at her. Then her eyes became heavy and they rolled into the back of her head. She fell into me chest but I still caught her. She was still breathing, *I think she’s just sleeping*, but I wanted to make sure.
I picked her up gently and made sure my coat was covering her, and then walked down the avenue about a block to the nearest doctor’s office. My arms were hurting but I didn't care.
“She will be fine; she just has a small fever, so take her home make some hot tea. Just one question…how do you know her?” asked Dr. Simon.
“She’s my sister.” I lied.
So, not knowing what else to do I took her home.
I woke up in a bed, but it wasn't mine. I rolled over and looked around. I was in a bedroom with a big window, a dresser, and a T.V. I looked down and I was wearing some black shorts with a MCR t-shirt on. I grabbed the shirt, pulled it out and looked down… I was still wearing the nude bra I had on last night.
“Oh, thank god!”
*Okay, that’s one question answered, the other question is...
“WHERE THE HELL AM I?”
I got out of the bed and walked into the hallway. I didn't recognize anything. I walked down the stairs into the living room, and there was Iris still sleeping on the couch…
“That wasn't a dream… this can’t be happening.”
I walked into the bathroom that was to the left of me, turned on the light and looked into the mirror. I had a busted lip and a bruise where my cheek bone was. I lifted up my shirt and I had a couple of bruises on my ribs. I needed to clean up my lip, so I looked around for some rubbing alcohol or peroxide. I opened the cupboard, and popped my head in moving things around to see if I could find anything.
“Curious one aren't we.” Iris said with a cocky attitude.
“Holy shi- *Bump*… Ow!” I said while hitting my head on the cabinet
“Sorry! Are you okay?” She asked.
I slapped her leg and said “Don’t Do That You Little Shit Head!” Because it hurt really bad.
“Sorry…so how are you feeling?” I asked not knowing what to say.
“This is weird…What are we even doing?" Delilah asked.
“I don’t know… maybe we can just talk?” I said
“No… I think I should go...” She said and tried to walk away but I grabbed her arm.
“Please, Don’t go… I know this is strange and people don’t usually do this, I just have to know you, who you are, what your like.”
After a long pause she finally said something..
“Fine” she said while walking into the living room then sat on the couch.
“What do you want to know?” She asked.