Anna and Jackson by Tigris Eden

Author:Tigris Eden [Eden, Tigris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Anna and Jackson
Publisher: Kats Kreative Ideas
Published: 2016-08-15T04:00:00+00:00

Until Her: Chapter 2

My body is sore all over. It feels like my muscles are too tight and locked in place. Someone is holding my hand. It’s odd and foreign. My throat hurts, and my mouth is dry. Too dry. I try moving, but can’t. There is something attached to my leg, and that’s about when I lose my damn mind.

"I want to get up," I croak. The hand holding mine doesn’t move, so I try again. "Up." My voice is stronger, but not louder. Nothing happens. I can feel the blood flow in my fingers. I can move them, I know I can, I’m just too afraid there will be pain. But I really want some water. And to possibly sit up.

I wiggle my thumb first, and when there’s no pain, I sigh. I flex my entire hand, and that’s when I hear Jackson's voice.

"Anna?"

I don’t know why I don’t answer right away. My heart is heavy. Full. At the same time, it knows. My heart knows the sound of Jackson’s voice, and I’m so relieved he’s okay. Silent tears heat my skin and slide down my cheeks into my hair and ears. I want to open my eyes so badly, but I’m scared. Afraid of what I might see. The bed moves, and Jackson tries, unsuccessfully, to untangle our fingers, but I hold on tight. I can’t let go, won’t. Panic is starting to take hold. I can hear alarms and beeping.

The sounds and commotion aren’t helping my state of anxiety. I’m confused and disoriented. Then I hear him, feel him surround me like a comforting hug with the sound of his voice. Stay. Please stay.

"Baby? Anna? I'm not leaving you, just want to get the doctor in here to check you out. Please, baby, nod your head if you understand.”

I don’t want him to leave so I don’t nod. Instead, my mind provides the missing pieces to the puzzle. Like a fragmented jigsaw, images start falling into place. Jackson said “doctor.” I'm in a hospital.

"Oh, God," I croak out. I was stabbed. Not once, but twice. The night Jackson asked me to be his wife, I was attacked in our home. My body remembers the pain. The cold tile. The warmth of my blood as it seeped from my wounds onto the floor, surrounding me in its warmth. I think I go into shock because my body won’t stop seizing. Then there's nothing. Just warmth and the feathers, I can feel the feathers. They comfort me, lull me into a calm and wash away my dread. I know I shouldn’t be back here, but at least here, the pain is gone. The memories incoherent to my overworked imagination. I can hear Jackson's voice in the distance. My heart responds, even aches for him, but my body refuses to comply.

"Wake up, baby, come on, I'm here. Right here." Jackson's voice is strong. Magnetic. The sound pulls me closer to the pain, and although I want to shy away from him and luxuriate in the softness of the feathers, I don't.

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