Broken Wings

chapter 6

Amara's POV

I woke up with a blinding headache coursing through my head. I removed the quilt from my body and sat on the edge of my bed holding my head in my hands.

I groaned. I glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was 9 in the morning.

I remember going to bed after coming from the bathroom. I instantly fell asleep but woke up 15 minutes later from a nightmare.

It was horrible.

Having seen cole suddenly had triggered a horrible memory of mine. I couldn't sleep after that nightmare. I didn't want to go through that again.

I ended up crying the whole night until I fell asleep from exhaustion 30 minutes before. It was one of the sleep where you don't feel anything. You feel like you are dead but you are not. Complete darkness and peace.

But it looks like the headache had woke me up.

I sighed out loudly. I don't know when is the next time I will be able to sleep like that.

I got up from the bed and went towards the bathroom holding my dress for the day. It was a grey sweatshirt and black leggings. I had it when i was back in my mother's house. My brothers haven't bought me anything since i came so, i had to adjust and wear it even though it was worn out.

I closed the bathroom door behind me and locked it and went towards the mirror.

My eyes were puffy from crying and I'm pretty sure having a shower won't make it completely go away. My eyes teared up again thinking back to the episode few hours ago.

If cole was able to come inside the house, then does that mean he knows my brothers? Are they soo close that they allowed him to be there in the house at 3?

I was having a panic but i knew no one was going to be there for me to calm my panic attack like always, so i had to learn to control it on my own.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I touch my chest, just the place where my heart resides and started to concentrate on my heart beat.

My heart beat was franctic at first but slowly calmed down when i continued to take deep breath every now and then.

I opened my eyes. I looked at myself in the mirror.

I couldn't help but think that I'm damaged. A broken human that can't be repaired. My whole scarred body just adds up to it.

The scars on my back from the last beating i had from John were added upto the many i had attained throughout my life. The wounds were healing and the bruises were too. But the pain in my ribs were not going away. Same goes for my arms. I think I got my arms broken along with my ribs.

I removed my clothes and stood below the shower head. The water was cold and the sudden contact made me shiver profusely. After a while, i got used to it and i sighed.

After 10 minutes of showering, i dried my self up and put some ointments and had a painkiller to relieve myself from the pain on my ribs and arms.

I got dressed and decided to let my hair down as it was wet.

I went towards the door and put my hand on it but i was scared to pull it.

I didn't want to go down. I was scared that cole would be there and i didn't want to see him. But eventually, i decided to go down as i will have to go there sooner or later.