Savage's

CHAPTER 26

*Daisy*

I woke up, stretching my arms under the fluffy comforter, and realized I was in bed. I sat up, thinking about the night before, and recalled falling asleep on the couch downstairs in front of the TV. Did someone carry me to bed? Was that someone Gray? I smiled at the thought, but it quickly disappeared, and I got out of bed to take a shower.

My wounds were all healed, for the most part, and I was starting to find a sense of comfort here. Although, there was still a small part of me that was afraid to get too comfortable, because nothing is permanent. I don't like that feeling, of having happiness yanked away from me, so I do everything I can think of to stay away from any joy I might be feeling. It's become a nasty habit.

Once I was out of the shower, I decided to actually do something with my hair, something different. Alexa bought me a bunch of hair styling tools, and I decided to try and style my hair straight instead of curly. I used the blowdryer, and a round brush, smoothing my hair out as it dried. I looked completely different, but I liked it, the change was nice.

I changed into another comfortable, baggy outfit, and walked downstairs. The entire house appeared empty of furniture, and I knew we would be moving soon. For some reason, that made me uncomfortable, but I hid it from everyone around me.

As I walked into the kitchen, I heard everyone at the table talking... they were talking about me. It was Alexa, Caz, Rome, and Alistair talking. When I rounded the corner, conversation stopped, and everyone stared at me with a dumbfounded look. I ignored having heard them, and joined them at the table. Fran served me with a plate of food, and a warm cup of coffee. I sat there, silently, eating my food and sipping my coffee.

"You look amazing, Daisy! I love what you did with your hair!" Alexa exclaimed, running her fingers through my silky straight hair.

"I wanted to try out one of the tools you got me." I shrugged, shying away from the attention.

"Well it looks good, babe." Alexa chuckled, as well as the others, and I couldn't figure out why they were laughing.

"Thanks..." I muttered, blushing, avoiding all eye contact.

Mindless conversation continued, while I finished my meal, and then everyone went their seperate ways again. Alexa stayed with me at the table, and I realized she was my babysitter. Maybe Gray doesn't trust me, either? I guess I never thought about that... but that's probably because I never thought I was in a trusting position.

"Whenever you're ready, I'll do your makeup." Alexa said, cleaning up her placemat.

"That's right..." I sighed, remembering what I'm expected to look like.

"Be glad it's just makeup, honey..." Alexa grimly noted, and I realized she was right, things could be worse.

I followed her upstairs, where she created another old black eye, as well as a few new fresh cuts and bruises. When she was finished, I saw myself in the mirror, and stared hard. I wish I could remember my life before all of this happened to me, before my life was nothing but a waste. I wonder if I amounted to anything beforehand, or have I always been a victim?

"You seem distant today." Alexa noted, packing her makeup back in her bags.

"Just a little lost..." I admitted, shrugging, it was something I've gotten used to.

"I know what you need," Alexa smiled, "Follow me."

I followed her out of her room, and down the hall, where she retrieved a large blanket from a closet. We walked downstairs and into the kitchen, where she grabbed a bottle of wine. She instructed me to get glasses, crackers, and cheese. We walked back upstairs, and she took me to the roof terrace. I thought no one else knew about this place? Or was that something Gray told me, to make me feel special? Maybe he is planning on seducing me, but he's taking his time...

"Gray told me you seemed to like it up here," Alexa stated, as we set the blanket on the ground, "So I thought it would be a good place to go. I didn't even know he had a terrace!"

"It is beautiful up here." I admitted, sitting down on the blanket beside her.

She poured two glasses of wine, and handed me one, while she took a few sips. She spread out the crackers and cheese on a small plate, popping a cracker in her mouth. I ate a cracker too, along with having a sip of the bitter red wine. I wasn't the biggest fan of wine, but I did like how it made my muscles feel.

"Yeah, peaceful too, and that's exactly what you need to regain your memory." Alexa said, resting her head on her hand, laying on her side.

"What do you mean?" I asked, turning to look at her.

"We're going to try something, just humor me." She giggled, "Close your eyes, and take deep breaths."

I did what she said, closing my eyes, steadying my breathing, and soon I was feeling relaxed. She let me sit in silence for a few minutes, focusing on my breathing, before she started talking again.

"I want you to listen to my voice," Alexa said in a light whisper, "find a peaceful place inside your mind. The most calming moment you can remember."

She's asking for a lot, because majority of my memories right now, are nothing but trauma and fear. Still, I listen to her, and scour my brains limited memories. As I scanned for something good, something decent, the only thing I could think of was Gray. He was the only good person I can remember meeting, aside from everyone else he has introduced me too recently. Meeting him was the best moment I can recall.

"Once you have found that peace, I want you to explore it." She calmly instructs, "Why is it a peaceful memory? Why does it bring you comfort?"

Why does Gray bring me peace? Maybe, because when I was surrounded by vultures, he was the only one that wanted to help me. He has helped me, he brought me to a better place, and treats me with respect. Something I haven't felt in a long time, if ever before at all. Why does he bring me comfort? That's something I can't quite answer, but I know I have a reason, I just don't know what it is... He almost... reminds me of someone.

"Are you reminded of anything else, or anyone else?" Alexa asks, her voice still soft and calm.

"Yes..." I mumbled, keeping my eyes closed and focusing on a blurry vision that danced behind my eyelids.

"Is it the time of year that's similiar, the smell in the air, or even a person?" She asks, and I pause, unable to answer.

"Similiar person...." I answered, "similiar... morals."

"And this person brought you peace, because..." She encouraged me to dig deeper, and I tried.

I want to think this mystery person saved me, from what I don't know, but I can't help but feel like I've been rescued from something terrible before. Maybe Gray reminds me of them, because in a way he saved me too. He saved me from being sold and used like a materialistic item.

"He saved me..." I whispered, focusing on an image that was starting to emerge inside my mind.

"Saved you from what?" She asked.

"I don't... know..." I muttered, furrowing my eyebrows, desperately attempting to recall that memory.

I sat straight up, breathless, wondering what just happened. It was like I was in a different world, traveling through time, and somehow I crashed back here in the present. Alexa gave me a sympathetic expression, as she wrapped her arms around me, and pulled me close for a hug. I stayed in her embrace for a moment, thankful to have found these people. I don't know that I've ever had a friend before, because this sensation doesn't feel familiar.

"It's okay, honey, this is going to take a lot of time." Alexa hushed me, stroking my hair.

"I know..." I whimpered.

"Slowly but surely, you'll start to recall memories, and you'll be able to piece your life together. I'll help you every step of the way." Alexa smiled.

"Thank you," I smiled, as tears started trickling down my cheeks, "I appreicate your kindness."

"That's what friends do, babe." Alexa said, hugging me again. "Now, don't cry too much, you'll mess up your makeup."

"Sorry--" I quickly wiped my tears away, and she grabbed my hand.

"I'm just kidding, honey." She giggled, and so did I, "Come on, let's go back inside."

I was thankful to have Alexa here, especially because it's another woman in the house. I'm getting more comfortable around her too, and I'm learning that she won't let anything happen to me either. Everyone here wants to protect me, and I couldn't feel more elated to know that. For once in my life, I can trust someone.