Feelings of helplessness were tiring enough as it was, I felt the need to sleep, but with sleep came no mercy attached to it. Thriving for the minimal amount of sleep, I was a hopeless case.

My shivering body grasped Levy's body for warmth at the harsh AC that could not be changed in that damn hospital. His arms drew the covers over me and he tried to radiate the warmth of his body along mine.

As if he was living in my thoughts, he broke the silence. "I think you should go back to Dr. Alana's therapy sessions," he said with a raspy voice as his lips caressed my forehead.

My eyes glanced at the black dress I wore laying on the chair near the door. I was reminded of the brash reality of the change in my life. I didn't want to adapt to that change, I longed for the way I used to be with my dad and Levy around.

He was right, as always when my eyes averted to his, I couldn't help but feel like I was a burden on him because he has sacrificed his sleep and his health for me. "And I think you should go to sleep, you're tired," I muttered and he rolled his eyes.

"Babe, don't change the subject, why haven't you been attending your therapy sessions?" he threw a question at me that I really didn't know the truthful answer to.

Parts of me did encourage me to attend so I could feel better about sleeping without my demonic thoughts haunting me, I could say that it was just to get rid of it once and for all, but other parts of me were fatally bruised, begging me not to go to that crazy center and face the overwhelming side of my life further validating that I was unstable.

Levy could see my facial expression as it changed from sad to stressed about not being able to answer his question but due to his heavy case of love for me, he let it go as he stroked my hair calmly.

My mind completely altered to the next big question: what would happen later? I was scared to know. I felt like my body wasn't my body and my mind kept crawling with psychotic thoughts.

"I know who shot you," Levy confessed, out-of-nowhere, my jaw clenched, making my teeth chatter at his surprising revelation. "Don't worry, I killed him," that got me madder as I straddled Levy and punched him, he held my arms, careful not to injure the wound on my shoulder.

"You knew all this time and you didn't tell me!" I exclaimed, deranged at the fact that he did this to me, "I had the right to know," I shouted and he flipped us over with eyes that glared at me in ire.

"I expected a thank you, not a punch," he snapped. His hair was ruffled and he had a lunatic look on his face that exactly replicated mine at our heated exchange. "I didn't tell you because I found out yesterday night when you had a hallucination, that and because I didn't want you to be a killer like me!" he shouted as our eyes represented betrayal.

"I didn't want you to be a killer like me," he repeated it, this time it was a soft murmur as his eyes changed from fury to melancholy in just a span of a second. He got off the bed and stood with his back to me as he heaved, his broad shoulders moved up and down as he breathed fast.

"Who was it?" I whispered, as my mind couldn't comprehend him hiding important information from me, "Who was it?" I screamed. Luckily, the door was sound-proof enough for our fight.

"It was... I can't tell you that," he replied after he almost told me. I was bursting with anxiety and he was calmed down.

"I will find out and you will be sorry that you didn't tell me," I said irritatingly. He turned around and his eyes flashed at me, "you aren't going anywhere, Lia, I won't let you." I almost laughed at his demand, reminiscing that he said the exact same thing in my hallucination.

The walls seemed like they were the protectors of our broken pieces. It hid our betrayal, lies, truths that were ugly and our heartbreak.

"I will, you just have to watch me." I finalized and turned my back to him when I laid down on my uninjured shoulder.

He sighed in worry and came back to the hospital bed, "I am sorry that I couldn't tell you, it will destroy you, it's bad enough that you are suffering already," he explained as he kissed my bare back exposed by the blue hospital dress, "I love you, baby and I'm not going to leave you. I made that mistake too many times, but I won't ever repeat them." with one final kiss on my neck, he turned to his side, leaving me bare with frustration.

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"No sleep for you, honey," mom seethed as she clutched my hair tightly in her hold and pulled it backward as I screamed in the throbbing pain of my scalp.

"You can't sleep, I won't let you, I will kill you just like your dad," she whispered as she pulled my hair down to the floor when I cried out.

"You will die sooner or later." she laughed as I laid down with a pool of blood surrounding my weak body.

It felt like my heartbeat stopped suddenly because I gasped out as the bed shook beneath me the moment I thrashed to get the feeling if exhaustion out.

"Baby, it's okay, I am here," Levy kissed my cheek as he embraced me and grasped a box of tissue from the nightstand beside the bed, wiping the cold sweat out of my forehead.

"Levy, it was my mom, she will end me." I clutched his shirt for support as he soothingly calmed me down.