The Truth - Megan Armstrong (read people like a book txt) 📗

was a soothing noise. I opened my eyes slightly. I still felt the rain drip down me. I felt another wet body, the one carrying me.

"Why are you so bloody?" The voice asked, it sounded like an angel. I love this voice. I let my head fall back some more. My hand slipped off my stomach. My other hand was around someone’s neck. The person's hair tickled my hand. Though, it was soft, and smooth. And this person smelt good. Ah, how I would love to smell this everyday!

"I'm....bloody?" Time to play it safe. Act like you don't know what they are talking about always works for me.

"Yeah, your pant leg is ripped-" I felt a pulling motion on my pant leg. "You have deep cuts all over your leg. There's some wood stuck in it. Your leg looks bad, like it’s broken. Your shirt is all bloody too. It’s ripped a little bit. Your ribs are poking out, like some of them are broken. You probable lost a lot of blood, seeing how pale you look. Your skin is a little yellowish. So, what happened?" The angel voice asked. No, don't stop talking! Keep talking. I turned my head, facing the body. I opened my eyes, all the way. I stared into a black, wet, shirt, that stuck to this person's muscles. He had a nice developed pack. I felt his biceps flex. I looked up, it was Christen. Oh and did he look great wet. His hair was stuck to him. The water ran down his face, trailing everywhere. He was staring down at me. I felt something cold in my hands. I looked down at my stomach, and saw I had a baseball in my hand; I raised my other hand, and held onto it. Tightly. I felt his eyes boring into me. I had to think of an answer to his question. Lie, or tell the truth? I asked myself. I decided to lie.

"I don't remember. Sorry." I lied, biting my bottom lip, like I always do when I lie. He looked down at me. Does he know that I'm lying? I asked myself, worried. I licked my lips.

"Really? You seem guilty." He said, with a laughing mouth. My eyes fluttered. No! No stay awake. I commanded myself. He shifted his weight. My eyelid closes slowly. It wouldn't hurt if I close my eyes just for a little bit. Would it?

"Is that Max? She looks like a wet cat." Daimon said.

"Yeah it's her. I found her by a Willow tree. She's bloody; we should take her to a hospital. I'll drive. Just got my drivers license." Christian said. I looked up and he had a huge grin on his face.

"How old are you?" X-Avior asked, with a curious face.

"I'm fifteen. Why?" He said proud but a little confused.

"No reason." Daimon said.

"So I drive? She really needs--"

"It's fine, you guys should go. We'll take care of her. Promise." Daimon said, cutting him off.

"Okay? Bye. Hope she gets better." Christian said, passing me to X-Avior.

"Kay. Bye-bye boys." Rebecca said, skipping along side her brother. Daimon watched her, his mouth hanging open. His eyes checking her out. X-Avior laughs and pushed him with his foot.

"Take a picture it'll last longer." X-Avior said, shaking his hair. Drops of water came out splashing me and things around him. I closed my eyes, clenching my teeth. The pain was just so unbearable. I could finally feel the ribs I broke, press up. The leg I broke, I felt it tug on my skin. And for the cuts, I felt the blistering wind blow against it.

"Shut up!" Daimon hissed, hitting him. This moved me in the process.

"OW!" I scream, finally breaking the whole "Tough girl act." They jumped, remembering I was there with them. I squeezed my eyes, and balled up fists up. A tear weld up falling quickly down my cheek.

"Oh stop being such a girl Max." X-Avior said, moving me, harshly and quickly in his arms.

"Screw you. That hurts you know. If you were in my place you wouldn't want to be moved like that, so stop. Oh and I am a girl, so I'm not going to stop acting like one!" I screamed, while more tears fell down my cheek.

They looked at me shocked. I took a steady breath, trying to calm myself down, trying to stop the tears that flowed down my cheek.

“Alright lets get her inside, since she’s acting like a sissy.” Daimon said, rolling his eyes. I watched him walk up the steps to our house, X-Avior walked silently behind him, looking ahead. He bunched his eyebrows in confusion and cocked his head to the side. He stopped, and whipped his head around towards the forest. He looked out, confused. He squinted his eyes, as to see better, and walked closer to the forest edge. Something darted in front of us. I didn’t get a good look at it, since it moved to fast. But what I do know is, that I am truly terrified as of right now.

X-Avior let a growl escape his mouth. It sounded as a warning. The thing that darted in front of us let out a hiss and took off farther into the woods. He let out another growl and stalked back to the house.

He marched up the steps, clearing pissed off. How can I tell? Well lets just say he was cursing under his breath and slammed the door… hard.

“Daimon! Get your ass over here right now!” X-Avior screamed, making me wince, and cover my ears.

“Goodness what the fuck is your problem?” Daimon boomed when he came into the living room, sitting down. I notice that Daimon eyes went big when he noticed that X-Avior was shaking with pure rage.

“I will tell you as soon as we take Max over to the hospital.” X-Avior said, trying to sound calm. As he said that he looked down at me and gave me a sad smile.

“Yeah, ok, whatever, lets go then.” Daimon said, snatching the car keys that hung on the front wall and walked out the door, holding it open for X-Avior then proceeded to slam it shut and lock it. Then he stormed off to the car, yanking the back seat door open to seat me inside. Imprint

Publication Date: 06-24-2011

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