Chapter 23

23. Bed Rest <.Sophie.> Oh My fucking God! My head hurts and my mouth tastes just as bad. I puked a few times.  Nasty. Yikes. That MRI machine— made me puke even more— and Oh God, it was so loud and claustrophobic. Good thing is I only have a mild concussion as I can remember the events, so I will be fine. Or so I have been told. I am trying not to think about the incident. My body shivers every time I think about it. How he threatened to ra-e and kill me. Does humanity die inside such people? Oh Fuck… My head is still pounding. I should try to sleep, but it’s swirling with so many thoughts. I need to rest for two days. No work. Dad was so frantic when he visited me. The nurse didn’t let me talk to him for long. She said I needed rest. Only if I could shut off my brain right now. Caleb was here, too. He was shooting glares at My Hot Jerk. Liam or whatever his name is. I glance at him. I still don’t understand how my whole family left, and Liam is still here.  What did he tell Dad? He i