Uprising: A Collide Novel Part 38

Piper sat there calmly and quietly and then she spoke and what came out was pure hatred garbage.

"Well, you caught me. You figured it all out. I did it. I wanted Merrick to see what life could be like without you and that he didn't need you to feel human," she spat out the words, especially 'human' like it was all so disgusting.

I shook my head in rage. Merrick was sputtering and shaking beside me but couldn't make any syllables audibly into words.

"You thought I'd just give up on him?" I said looking right at her. "You thought I'd see you trying to kiss him and a.s.sume it was him kissing you? You thought I'd see his anger at me and be scared and want no part in it anymore? You honestly thought this was some fling that you could break up with petty juvenile tactics? We are married," I bit out. "And, you don't know me very well."

I lifted from my seat.

Merrick grabbed my arm gently to hold me in place and I saw that even Piper had backed herself into the couch a little. I realized I had practically growled the words at her. But I meant every word.

Jeff spoke then and looked at me for the first time this morning.

"So you didn't? You didn't have an affair with Cain?"

"No! I would never do that to Merrick."

I felt like I'd said that statement five hundred times in the past twelve hours. Jeff sighed and I saw his relief. He believed it too. They all had. Believed that I'd cheat on the love of my life. The person I fought for. The person I would risk everything for.

I was devastated.

Did no one have any faith in me? Or faith in Cain? I buried my face in my hands to hide my expression- of rage I'm sure.

"How is it that not one person believed us?" I said softly and was met with guilty silence and avoiding gazes as I lifted my head.

"Sherry," Cain this time. "It doesn't explain how she got Merrick to see us kissing. I mean, how she got him to think we did," he said hurried.

"No, it doesn't," Piper said happily and laughed.

"Wait. Wait," Merrick finally found his voice. "Ok. You are saying that I somehow thought I saw you and Cain kiss, but you didn't. And Piper somehow orchestrated all this?"

Well, when you put it like that...it does sound crazy. But it was true. I didn't get a chance to answer. Merrick suddenly grabbed his head and leaned forward groaning.

"Merrick?" I kneeled in front of him. "What is it?"

"My head. It feels like it's...splitting," he moaned.

Then he jerked, moaned louder and fell forward to the floor. His hands shook and he jerked and grasped his head.

"Merrick!"

I tried to sit him up but he wouldn't, just kept moaning and rocking back and forth. I was scared to say the least. Something was happening to him and I knew it had something to do with what had happened. A tumor? A blood clot? But that doesn't make sense. If it was that, Piper wouldn't have seen what Merrick saw in the hall. So what is going on?

I try to sooth him, tell him I'm here. Everyone was crowding around, Jeff sank to the floor with me beside him, and even Piper seemed in an upheaval about Merrick's condition, though she had no right to be.

Then he stopped rocking. Stopped moaning. His eyes opened, he let go of his head. He sat up and looked right at me. His breaths came out in loud blows. His big wide green eyes locked with mine. He was oblivious to all the others standing over us.

"Sherry. Baby," he pleaded breathlessly with his eyes, looking terrified and shameful. He grabbed my face gently in between his warm hands that I loved so much. "Oh, baby, I'm so sorry. I can't believe...I remember. I remember everything." He buried his face in my hair and wrapped his arms around me. "I can't believe you let me talk to you like that."

"I didn't exactly let you," I say quietly and he pulled back and wrinkled his nose into a grimace.

"No. I guess not. Sherry, I love you so much. I would never hurt you. You know that, right? Those things I said, the things I did...honey, I didn't mean any of it. That wasn't me. I don't know what came over me."

"You do remember? All of it?"

"Yes. And don't you ever let me put my hands on you in anger again." I heard a gasp but didn't look to see who it was. I hadn't told anyone that Merrick had pushed and grabbed me. "You scream, you run, you do something. Hear me? Don't just sit there and-" he stopped and then turned a rage filled gaze to Piper who swallowed and heaved a breath. He all but growled and bellowed the words at her. "You. You did this. Why? How?"

She tried to get up but Jeff held her in place with a hand on her shoulder. She stayed silent and looked nervous.

"What do you remember?" I ask, still letting him pet my hair because I missed him so much last night I refuse to make him stop, and he seemed to really need to touch me.

"I remember seeing you, a vision of you and Cain..." he winces, "kissing and- but I can see now it wasn't real. It was a compulsion." His eyes registered the word as it said it. He was figuring it all out. "It played over and over in my head, non stop. I couldn't think about anything else. I just thought I was so upset by it that it was making me crazy. In fact, it was making me crazy. I felt like I was on the edge, I couldn't sleep, I was shaking. I haven't eaten, I couldn't think."

"That's why you were so...irritable," I suggest.

"Sweet, Sherry. That's a nice way of putting it. Gah, honey..." he shakes his head and then starts again. "I remember yelling at you, pus.h.i.+ng-" He closed his eyes as if in agony. I ducked my head so as not to meet eyes with anyone. "Pus.h.i.+ng you against the wall and grabbing your arms. Going to bed alone, but I couldn't sleep because of the vision. Then, in the morning, Piper told me to go check on you. That I'd been too hard on you and you were upset so I did and found you and Cain in the utility room. I was so furious. I thought there was no way I could forgive you. Then I went to take a nap, Piper followed me and then you walked in on her trying to...kiss me."

"That's when Polly had told me to go see you."

"It would seem. Then, after I woke up, I went to go find Lily but didn't see her anywhere and I saw you at the piano with Ryan. I remember thinking that you were probably messing with Ryan too." He shook his head at himself. "I watched you walk away, and then I went back to bed. When I woke up this morning, I didn't remember anything. I remember thinking something was wrong because it was so late and you hadn't woke me. I hadn't remembered you coming to bed either. It's so clearly compulsion. I can't believe I fell for it. How Piper? How?"

We all turned and looked at Piper.

She promptly turned on the water works.

"I'm not sorry! I thought I could make you see reason." She sniffed. "You can't love her, Merrick. She's a vile, selfish human and vain and a vapor compared to us. You can't give up everything for her. I won't let you!"

He ignored everything she said and went forward with his question. Not looking a bit of sympathetic for her tears.

"I asked how, Piper."

"It doesn't matter. It apparently didn't work as it should have. Only two days worth? It worked a lot longer with the others."

"What does that mean? And again I say how? The only person we know who uses compulsion around here is Danny but his only works one task at a time, but he couldn't make me see the vision. And Marissa..." he trailed off.

I looked at her, she was practically cowered in the corner, waiting for blame to be placed on her for this. It looked like she had seen the blame coming every since the word 'vision' was mentioned.

Jeff gave Merrick a look.

"It couldn't be Marissa either. Again, she couldn't make me see a vision of something that didn't happened like that, could she?" Merrick asked.

"Yes. I could. But I didn't," Marissa said softly.

"It wasn't Marissa," I said quickly. I certainly didn't need any convincing on that front. "Who, Piper?"

"I don't have to tell you anything. You are so selfis.h.!.+ You have no idea what you're taking from him! I'm so done here!" She yelled and screeched and let her tears fall while she banged her fist on the couch cus.h.i.+ons like a toddler. "I hate it here! I want to go home, back to my normal body and out of this puny black haired evil teenage vessel that is holding me hostage. I'm over six thousand years old. Not sixteen! I'm so done with all of it! I hate it here! Hate it!"

Marissa then crossed the room and touched Piper's arm.

"Tell us who helped you do this to Merrick," she compelled.

"Polly," Piper said then gasped and covered her mouth then yelled loudly. "Stop it, Muse!"

"Where is Polly?" Merrick asked and Marissa went to look for her in her room.

In the mean time, while Piper sat stewing and crying loudly under Jeff's firm grip, Merrick returned back to me and his apologizing, pulling me to look at him with a hand on my cheek, still not caring who could hear him.

"I'm so sorry. I was terrible to you. Baby, you have to believe that I'd never hurt you-"

I cut him off with a kiss and this time I didn't expect him to push me away. He didn't. He pulled me closer, into his lap and caressed my cheek and jaw line with his fingertips while his lips worked magic to heal my sorrows.

My Merrick was back. I was more relieved than words could say. I tried to think back to what had happened and see his face so angry at me but I couldn't. All I saw was my always patient, always loving husband. I was happy to forget the other.

He broke away, barely, letting his lips graze my lips and face.

"I know you'd never hurt me," I said and I meant it.

"Can you forgive me?"

"I think I've more than forgiven you."

"I need to hear you say it. And if you can't, then don't. I understand the things I said, the way I looked at you, the way I acted was unforgivable."

"You were under compulsion, Merrick."

"Does that make it ok? No."

"It makes it not your fault. But if you need to hear it, of course I forgive you. Though you don't need my forgiveness."

"Sherry," he breathed my name in relief. "We can never fight again. That was unbearable. I missed you."

"Agreed," I said and smiled at him.

He looked even more relieved and I determined he was done with his plight and accepting my words. He kissed my mouth again, softly and steadily, and didn't stop until we heard his name.

Cain.

"Hey, uh," Cain cleared his throat, "Polly's coming."

We looked up to see her coming down the hall with Marissa. Wow. She looked terrible. While I was trying to figure out the newest puzzle piece, Merrick lifted me up with him and set me to my feet, keeping a firm warm hand in mine. He turned to Cain, who was still a couple feet away, near Piper, but definitely avoiding Merrick's gaze.

"Cain."

Cain looked up reluctantly. Even though everything had been resolved, I felt his pain. Everyone lost faith in us, blamed us for something heinous. No one believed us. Not one person. That sucked.

"I'm so sorry, man," Merrick said vehemently.

"It's fine, Merrick."

"No, it's not." Merrick took a step closer to him and extended his hand to shake. "You're a good honest man, my best friend, and I accused you of something terrible. I'm sorry."

Cain stared at Merrick's hand for a few seconds. Then he took it and finally looked up to Merrick's face.

"No harm done. I'm just glad we got it all worked out. You do have some wicked pointy fingers, bro," his eyes gleamed with amus.e.m.e.nt and he rubbed the phantom finger spot on his chest.

"I'm sorr-"

"I'm just jos.h.i.+ng you." Cain hugged him, patting his back all manly like. "It's cool. If I thought someone had touched my woman, I'd be off the deep end too. I have been off the deep end actually."

"Thanks. We're good?"

"Yeah. We're good."

Cain and I looked at each other then. I so wanted to hug him. Once again, we were victims together. But now, after everything, it felt awkward. Would people be watching Cain and I now like hawks, waiting to see if we'd get too close? Was Merrick always going to have suspicions?

He smiled ruefully and lifted his shoulders in a 'I have no idea what to do now' gesture.

Screw it. I reached out and hugged him.

He hugged me back and murmured in my ear.

"Sorry about all this."

"You didn't do anything wrong," I said and let him go.

I glanced back at Merrick and saw him watching us and wince again, looking away. No doubt the picture flas.h.i.+ng of Cain and I in Merrick's mind that he will never be able to erase.

That's when I knew things would never be the same. I wouldn't torture Merrick with his memories. We'd just lay low for while. No more visits and talks in the hall for Cain and I. Not alone anyway.

I went back to Merrick and wrapped my arms around his neck to whisper in his ear.

"I'm sorry. I won't do that anymore."

"What? Why?" he said but the softness told me he knew what and why.

"I understand. I can see you, ya know. I love you and will do anything for you. Even not hug or touch someone because it's brings a bad memory for you."