Diana Rose *complete*

He saved her but he doesn't remember.


11. Talking

Night has fallen; wind had risen. I walked the whole day aimlessly; wondering what I should do. I wanted to get back home but I didn't think it was safe. I had nowhere else to go; no one I could join. I was alone. What am I going to do? I can't spend my life running away. But I can't face them either.

I kept walking along the empty streets until I found a street lamp. I stopped under it and sat down; I rested my head on my knees and closed my eyes as tears started to flow down my face. I have been offered help but I declined it sharply. He was my only hope and I messed everything up.

More and more tears were streaming down my cheeks when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around abruptly, frightened. A girl who must be as old as me was kneeled down by my side; a worried look on her face.

"What are doing here?" she asked me gently but I was unable to answer. I started to sob loudly but she didn't walk away. She stayed beside me and waited till I calmed down.

"What about going at a coffee shop? You really need something to warm you up; you're freezing!" She held her hand out and helped me standing up. I stopped weeping and followed her quietly. Why did she stop to talk to me?

We entered a small shop and she ordered two cocoa before sitting down.

"What happened to you?" she asked me, a warm smile on her face.

I didn't know whether I should tell her the truth; maybe I should just lie?

I started to explain her that I ran away from my place but as words were going out of my mouth, I told her everything; everything about my brother and my step-brother; everything I hadn't told Liam. I explained her all that happened to me. Hours went by and she knew everything; I didn't know why but I felt I could trust her even though I didn't know her. She didn't interrupt me once; she listened to me carefully. For once; I felt like someone really cared about me.

I finished my story and we had to get out of the shop; it was closing. We both walked out but she didn't left me on my own.

"You should get some rest. Why don't you come at my place to sleep?" she offered me. I didn't answer but nodded. I didn't know why she was acting like that; I was only a stranger to her. I would never thank her enough; just being with me and listening to me was the nicest thing to do ever.

I walked by her side and none of us spoke. But it wasn't a tense silence. I broke it a wile later,

"Do you mind me asking your name?" I said awkwardly. She smiled at me, "Of course not! I'm Eleanor."

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