I feel the fear building up inside me. My throat closes, and I fight against the tears.
"Sweetie. It's only for a short time" My mother says.
I squeeze her hands tightly. "I know mom" I say. I kiss her hand, and she sighs.
"I'll be back before you know it" She says, and fakes a smile. I nod, and let go of her hands when I hear a car showing up. My heart skips a beat, and I feel a second of panic.
My mother hugs me. "It's the car" She whispers. "I love you" She says, and walks out the door. Noah shows up from behind me. "I'm going too" He says. I turn around my chair and see the big scar on his left cheek. I grab his hand tightly, and look him instantly in the eye. "take care of mom. No risks. You need to do as Conan says. He's wise." I instruct him, just as I did when we were little.
Noah nods. "We'll be fine.. It's not that.. I'm worried about you" He says, and I see the worry in his deep blue eyes. I shake my head. "I'll be fine. Don't worry about me Noah" I say. Noah nods, hugs me, and walks out the same door as my mother did. I hear the car starting, and drive away.
I swallow hard, and I feel the loneliness closing up on me. I start wondering where to go from here.
I close my eyes, and it's black for awhile, until Williams face turn up with a sword in his hand. His eyes are blue and filled with anger. Then they turn green again, and I open my eyes, and wipe away the tears that has fallen down my cheeks.
I know I can't stay for long.
The name feels like a punch in the stomach. I sometimes get flashbacks from time to time.
It's usually of William, or before someone poisoned me.
I sometimes wonder who poisoned me. But I have no clue. I guess it could be anyone.
I miss walking and running. The aching feeling in my knees when I almost faint of exhaustion.
I'm filled with anger to the person who took away that feeling. Possibility.
I know I'll never walk or run again, and that just makes me even more angry.
Angry with Howard,William,Caleb,Aimée and myself even.
Sometimes I just scream at my legs.
But of course that doesn't change anything.
Now I'm at war.
I don't like to think about the night, when William almost killed me. I still have scars emotionally and physically. On my arms, legs and across my chest.
I have nightmares about it almost every night. I wake up with a scream, and even thought my mom is there, I still can't get the images out of my head.
I have dark shades under my eyes from lack of sleep, and my whole body is just "skin and bone" because I can't eat anything without my body throwing it up after.
I feel my strength slipping away. My mom and Noah had to get into hiding.
At least I know they're safe now.
But I'm still afraid.
I hear a knock on my door, and my heart jumps. Suddenly my palms are sweating.
I try to convince myself that it might be Noah or mother.
But I know it's not.
I see a lock of blonde hair out the window.