Alexia Eden(108)

I help her up and wrap her in a towel then make our way back to her room where I notice her avoiding her bed area. She limps to her draws then pulls out under wear and a bra then she heads over to her cupboard and pulls out a sweater and hoodie with a pair of long flannel pajama pants.

I start cleaning out the sheets and bedding including the blood stained pillows. I have a lump in my throat when I come across her ripped shirt and underwear. I place everything into a trash bag, take it out to the yard and throw everything in the large bin.

I sit on the staircase near the back door. I can't imagine what he did to her and the horror she had to go through. I can't control my tears now as I sob into my hands. I hear the door shut behind me and I feel a soft cold hand gently rest on my shoulder.

I lift my head wiping away my tears as she staggers down the stairs, even though she is in pain she bends down in front of me and a whimper escapes her lips when she sits down.

This is Lexi, no matter what she's going through she will always put others before her, she can barely walk but she's out here comforting me while I cry for what she’s had to endure.

She gently rubs my forearms as she says sadly, "Don't cry Chlo....I deserved this...I deserve everything I got for betraying him." I look at her confused. Her face is void of emotion after saying this.

"How can you say this is your fault? No matter what you did, you don't deserve this Lex! No one does!" I say full of anger towards Drake for doing this to her. She turns her head and just looks at the sky, she doesn't respond, just stares blankly.

"What happened?" I say in an almost whisper not wanting to disrupt the peaceful daze she's in.

"I kissed two guys that weren't Drake... I deserved everything I got for betraying him." she says again in a monotone voice still staring at the sky.

"That's why he hurt you like this? You need to get out of here Lex, you can't stay here! What if he comes back?" I say starting to panic.

"I can't go back to them like this, they will kill Drake when they see me...I don't want them to hurt him. I love him Chlo...even after he did...this." She says as she looks down at her body.

“You love him, even after this?” I ask confused.

“Yeah…I-I love him.” she whispers.

"Where's your car?"

"It's not outside?" she asks looking at me and I shake my head, "He must have taken it so I wouldn't leave." she says not fazed.

"Let's get those cuts cleaned up." I say as I help her up and hold onto her side as she leans on me for support up the stairs.

"Here, sit here." I motion for her to sit on the kitchen stool. She looks at the wooden stool and I see her swallow.

"I...I'd rather just stand." She stutters.

"You sure?" I ask and notice she looks down trying to avoid my face.

"Are you hurting?" I say looking sadly at her realizing why she doesn't want to sit down.

"Yeah, more than anything else..." she says desolately.

I give her medicine that will help with the pain then bandage her wrists up and clean up all her wounds leaving her with ice on her swollen eye.

"We’re supposed to go out for dinner tonight remember but I think you should text Ronny and cancel." I tell her but she shakes her head.

"No I think I can cover up my face. If I stay home tonight Drake may come back. I know he won’t hurt me in front of anyone.” she says.

"You can't hide the swollen eye and all these cuts! Sure you can cover up some of the bruising but these cuts are too big to hide Lex. It’s obvious someone beat you." I try to rationalize with her.

"I think I can help those heal but please don't pass out when you see what I'm about to do." She says looking at me cautiously.

Her revelations frighten me.

I watch her as she closes her eyes and lifts her bruised hand over the swollen eye. Her hand lights up and small little fire flying looking orbs float over her hand and onto her face as her face slowly heals. The tiny lights start flickering and all of a sudden her body falls and I quickly catch her. I don’t know what to say, im in shock. This shouldn’t even surprise me…I mean werewolves exist so there has to be so much more out there that I can’t even comprehend.

"I'm too weak, I can't heal myself completely. Does it at least look better?" she asks and I look at her face, the swelling is completely gone and the large cuts are just light scratches now. She still has bruising on her neck that hasn't disappeared, there's a couple of bruises on her jawline and one on her forehead where the cut was.

"Most of it has healed but your body is still weak Lexi, how did you do that? What are you?" I ask her trying to understand what just happened. First wolves now this?