Must Read: CONTROLLED [Completed] - Season 2 - Episode 6

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Must Read: CONTROLLED [Completed] - Season 2 - Episode 6

Sophia:
I woke up to bright sunshine
flooding in from the windows.
Naomi shifted on top of my feet
on the other end of the couch. I
sat up, but winced when I felt a
sharp pain in my left arm.

Remembering the events from
last night, I shivered and threw
the blanket off of me. Naomi
got up after me and followed
me upstairs.

I needed a shower desperately,
so I turned on the shower on
full blast, stripped out of my
clothes, and got in. Feeling the
hot, steaming water run down
my back, I watched it disappear
down the drain, rinsing off all of
the blood and tension from last
night. When I stepped out of the
shower, I gazed at Naomi and
realized she needed a bath, too.
Her muzzle had dried blood on
it and her fur was matted and
messy.

I whistled to her. “Come,
Naomi.”
She got up and padded over to
me. I motioned for her to get
into the tub and she jumped in. I
turned on the hot water and
watched it fill up. I got dressed
in sweats and a tank top,
thanking God that I didn’t have
classes today. I went back into
the bathroom and turned off the
water once it was halfway filled.
I covered her back with soap
and lathered her up, scrubbing
off all of the rain water and
mud, and scrubbed all of the
blood off of her muzzle. Once
she was clean, I towel dried her,
then let her air dry. I grabbed
the brush and brushed through
her fur, getting all of the tangles
out of it. Once she was all dry
and brushed, she jumped onto
my bed and la!d down. I
grabbed the phone off of my
dresser and dialed my mom’s
house number. She needed to
know… Darius needed to know.
After a few rings, my mom
picked up.

“Sophie, honey! How are you?”
she said in her cheerful voice.
“Mom,” I whispered. The tears
began to make their way down
my cheeks again.
“Sophie? What’s wrong?” she
went from happy to concerned.
“He’s back Mom,” I said.
“Ricky’s alive.”

I thought I heard her drop the
phone. “Mom?”
I heard her take a deep breath.
“I’m here. Let me get Darius.”
I heard her call for Darius, and a
few moments later I heard his
voice on the phone. “Sophie?
What’s wrong? Why is your
mother crying?”
“He’s back, Darius,” I whispered.
“Ricky is alive.”
I heard Darius take a deep
breath. “You need to come
home, Sophie. You can’t be
alone.”
As much as I wanted to, I knew
I couldn’t go home. It was likely
he would just follow me and put
them in danger. I had to think of
an excuse, and fast.
“I… I can’t. I have classes and
work.” When I heard his sigh, I
interrupted him before he could
begin to argue. “I’ll be fine.”
“Sophie, do you remember what
he did? To Naomi? To me? To
you ? You need to be surrounded
by people, not alone in your
house.”

“I’m not alone, I have Naomi.
Besides, I-”
“Wait, how is he alive?” he
interrupted me.
I sighed, no sure how to answer
him. “I don’t know.”
“Sophie, come home now.”
“No, I can’t.”
“Why the hell not?” he sounded
frustrated.

“Because,” I began. “I’m going to
visit Justin in England.”
He didn’t say anything for a few
minutes. “We’ll send you some
money,” he finally said.
“No, I’m fine-” I objected.
“Sophie,” he said sternly. “We’re
sending you money. No ifs,
ands, or buts.”
I smiled into the phone. “Thanks,
Darius.”
“Of course, Sophie. Here’s your
mom.”

I waited a second and then
heard my mom’s muffled sobs
in the phone. “Are you okay,
Sophie?”

“Yeah, no serious damage,” I
lied. I knew that she knew I was
lying. But I tried to make it
sound as convincing as
possible. She was pregnant, and
I didn’t need her worrying about
me.

“Well, like Darius said. We’re
sending you money so you
won’t have to worry about that.”
I heard her pause and take a
few breaths. “I love you,
Sophie.”

“I love you, too, Mom,” I replied
softly.

“Call me tomorrow to check in,
okay?”

“Okay, Mom. Bye.”
“Bye, Soph,” I heard her struggle
with the last few words. She
hung up and I put the phone on
my lap. A few minutes later I
picked it up again and dialed
Sam’s number. A few rings later
he picked up.

“Hello?”
“Hey Sam, it’s Sophie,” I said,
trying to figure out how I was
going to ask him. He didn’t
know about Ricky, and I wanted
to keep it that way.

“Hey Sophie, what’s up?”
“Um…” I said, trying to grasp the
words I wanted to tell him. “I’m
going to need a few days off
from work.”

“And why is that?” he asked,
suspicion in his voice.
“Well, I’m going to England,” I
said. “Family issues,” I added.
I heard him take a deep breath.
I knew he wasn’t too happy
about this, but I had to make
some sacrifices. “How many
days are we talking?” I finally
heard him ask.
“A week,” I said. “Maybe a little
longer.”
He sighed, and I knew he was
frustrated. “Alright, fine.”
I sighed with relief. “Thank you
so much, Sam. I’ll make it up to
you, I promise.”
“You better,” he said, half joking.
“I hope everything goes okay for
you in England.”
“Thanks, Sam. Bye,” I said.
“Bye, Sophie.” I heard the click
and lowered the phone from my
ear. I sighed and looked at
Naomi, who looked back at me.
“Well, guess what Naomi,” I
said. She pricked her ears
excitedly at me. “We’re going to
England.”
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