Mind Bullet by Jeremy Robinson

Author:Jeremy Robinson [Robinson, Jeremy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781941539637
Google: g46yzgEACAAJ
Amazon: 1941539637
Publisher: Breakneck Media
Published: 2021-11-22T00:00:00+00:00

35

“How are you feeling?” she asks, sliding onto the bed. In my mind’s eye, she’s not wearing any clothes. My body starts…responding to the idea.

“I’m okay,” I say.

“Liar.” She pokes me, eliciting a grunt. “You’re a mess.”

“Just need more pain killers,” I say.

“What you need, is to rest.”

“I’ve been resting for a week.”

“Bubbles got Dean’s records. You nearly died. Twice.”

That’s…sobering. I have no memory of what happened after killing the final Weekend Warrior. That alone is disconcerting, but it’s honestly not my first chunk of missing time. I’ve suffered from bouts of missing time as far back as I can remember…not including my childhood, which was a complete blank until recently. A day here. A week there. I’d wake up in the morning, looking at my phone, and I’d wonder where the week went. Mom and Dad would fill in the blanks, assuring me that everything had been normal, that the time wasn’t missing, just forgotten. They sometimes had photos and videos of me, just living life. It happened a few times after they died, but it stopped when Bubbles came into my life. Something about her constant presence helps keep my memory intact. This is the first instance of lost time in the past year. At least this time I know why.

“That’s why they put me in a coma,” I guess.

“And why you need to recover, not just from your week-old injuries, but from the coma itself. Going to be another day before you feel like yourself again.”

“You’re a coma expert now?”

“Heather and Bubbles explained it to me.”

“Okay…so I guess I’ll just lie here, then.”

“That’s exactly what I want you to do.” Her hand slides onto my stomach, making me flinch, triggering a wave of pain.

She laughs at my pain. “Easy boy. Just relax. Lie still.”

“This doesn’t feel like resting,” I say.

“A dose of endorphins and oxytocin will help you recover,” she says.

“Bubbles tell you that, too?” I ask.

Her hand slides up my chest. “Yep.” Using two hands, she gently rubs my shoulders. While part of me is aroused, the rest of my body starts to relax. “Just tell me if anything hurts too much.”

Already hurts a lot, but I don’t want her to stop. I contain the pain and let her have her way with me.

“How’s the memory?” she asks. “Heard you were getting things back. From your past.”

“Bits and pieces,” I say. “I’m not sure the rest is worth remembering.”

“Made you who you are today, right?” she says. “It can’t be that bad.”

“What if forgetting is what made me who I am?”

She works her way down my left arm, squeezing, getting the blood flowing, promoting healing. This body rub has less to do with seduction, and more to do with healing.

“I have a feeling you’ve always been like this.”

“In pain? The shit kicked out of me?”

“Fighting for what’s right,” she says. “Surrounded by friends.”

“First time in my life I’ve had friends.” Had she made that comment before Heather came in for a chat, I’d probably have denied having any friends at all.

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