Chapter ' 10 '
Fleurie pov
I freaked out when I woke up in a dark room, in a soft fluffy bed, it actually feels good. I looked at the powder baby walls, there were pictures hanging on it, prizes on the shelf and a big black screen. I pulled the covers off, standing up. I looked at the pictures, people were in those pictures, a big family actually.
it was cold.
I looked down at myself, I was wearing an oversized shirt with baggy sweatpants.
someone saw it.
someone saw my scars.
it's not good.
he will kill me.
He said if someone knew he will kill me.
Oh god ..... what I'm going to do.
He said he will never leave me on my own
I should leave, he will hurt whoever in this house because of me.
I ran to the door. I fling it open, and I quickly ran in the corridor in this big place, despite all of the pain and the soreness I felt, I kept running. I found the stairs and quickly rand downstairs.
I heard muffled voices
and here I am slamming into someone's chest.
" Woah. who are you? " I rough voice said, I looked up to see a guy who looks in his twenties.
My breath stopped for a minute. I felt the floor shift under my feet. My vision blurred. my stomach turned as if my organs were dancing inside me causing me to feel the need to throw up. My breathing became rapid. and I felt my self-dropping on the floor.
My heart seemed to pound even faster, even harder. I tried taking a deep breath to calm myself, but my breaths were sharp and shallow. My vision got darker and narrower and looked kaleidoscopic, like when you close your eyes and press down on your eyelids to "see stars.” "You're dying," a voice in my head said. "This is what death feels like, and you're going to die alone.”
I can hear muffled voices. and I felt my whole body shaking. warm hands on my shoulder, that spread tingles through my body.
apie?
"Fleurie” My eyes open like two flashlight beams, piercing and warm brown eyes looking at me with concern. I snuggled closer to the warmth. I felt them get up and walking to another room but I didn't worry that much, knowing that I'm safe in those arms.
I felt the soft mattress underneath me and the duvet placed over me. "it's okay," he said looking at me " you're okay". I stared at him, looking at him gives me comfort that I didn't feel before.
" can you talk to me?” Graysen said looking at me. I pointed to my throat, hoping that he will understand that I'm mute.
" you're mute?" he surprised me, cause over those years no one understood me. I nodded.
He looked at me then got up walking out of the room.
I think he doesn't want me here anymore because I'm mute, the thought of not being wanted by him really hurts.
I can feel the hot water spilling out of my eyes.
Graysen came back with a notebook and a pen. He looked up at me frowning
" why your crying?" he put the notebook on the bed, sitting beside me. " what's wrong, " he said with his soft eyes, handing me the notebook and the pen.
" write everything you want to say here okay?" I nodded
You want me out of this place because I'm mute right?
I write down, showing him.
"NO" he nearly shouted startling me "I - I'm sorry..... look, you remember me right?" I nodded
"1 want you to know that I wanted to know you from the beginning and I'm interested in you..... and kinda I-like you, so I want you here, badly"
I looked at him shocked. How can someone perfect like him to like me? And I don't know what's wrong with cause I feel comfortable with him and he's the first one that I felt like that towards him.