Brand New Day

Lya

My eyelids were heavy, and it was a monumental effort to just crack them open. I was surrounded by white, and everything smelled sterile. I tried to shift positions, but searing pain ran through me. I gasped.

“Hey, take it easy, kiddo,” a familiar voice said from the corner of the room. I turned my head to look at him. Trevor gave me a half smile. “You certainly do like making a scene, don’t you?”

“I’m sorry,” I croaked.

He reached over and handed me a cup of water from the bedside table. “Had to expect something like that with the bombshell I dropped on you,” he muttered.

“Where are we?” I asked.

He looked at me with a sad expression. “You are in a hospital. My first aid knowledge doesn’t quite cover bullet holes.”

I gulped. I guess I wasn’t in any condition to run. When they found out about Ted, it’d be really easy to just waltz up and arrest me.

Or maybe it would be really easy to suggest he shot me and I killed him in self defense. I breathed out. I had a defense, at