I wake up again, except this time I'm in my room. My cheek, arm, and thigh hurt really bad. I lightly stroke my cheek and flinch because of the sudden pain that goes through me. I look out my window, it looks like morning. I attempt to sit up but everytime I move my left leg it causes my thigh to hurt. I just sit there, daydreaming until I hear a noise. My door opens and Alex walks in. "Hey, Sky," he says. He sits on my bed and starts stroking the non-injured cheek. "Hey, how are you?" I say. "Oh, I'm okay, what about you?" He responds. "I'm bad, I can't even sit up without hurting," I say. "Oh, I'm sorry, well take it easy," he says as he lightly kisses my head. "But you need to be extremely careful," he adds. "Why?" I ask suspiciously. "Because you never know who will hurt you more," he says as Alex's form disappears and Noah takes its place. "No," I mutter. "There's no where to go," he says as he gives me a wicked smile.