Beta's Runaway Bride: 11 - Maxim

My body feels like it's been put through a fucking meat grinder. Every inch of my skin is like it’s on fire and when I breathe, it feels like I’m gargling vodka. Flashes of memory appear in my peripheral vision and I vaguely recall getting home, but that’s about it.

I open my eyes and groan at the harsh sunlight streaming into the room, and it’s only when my eyes adjust that I realize I’m back in my bedroom. I lift my hand to shield my eyes from the light, but it feels like my arm is being held down.

Sweet jasmine and lavender.

Turning my head to the left, my eyes widen when I see Xiomara on the floor with her hand on my arm and her head resting against the mattress. It’s like she fell asleep right here, but why would she? Not only that but her hands are bloodied, almost as if…

I look down at my body only to see the bandages and when I lift the covers; I notice that I am naked. All the silver shrapnel and bullets have been removed from my flesh and my body cleaned up.

Xiomara tended t