FE: 20. Sunset

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§ V A L E N T I N A §

The warm August air blew lightly and blew away stray pieces of hair that had been tickling me. The view from the balcony was quite pretty actually. The lawn was done nicely and there were gardens with flowers, vegetables and fruit trees. It was so beautiful, and the sunset was something I'd definitely missed while being in captivity.

The sun was making its way down and the sky was no longer blue, but orange and pink. Everything would have been nice, except there were high black fences marking a massive—may I add—perimeter. The land Louis owned was huge and I had no idea where he had gotten the money from, since I never really saw him working.

He had even done an amazing job of keeping it clean and tidy, which must have cost him a lot of money. And to put the space he owned into perspective, I had never been all the way to the edge of the land he owned.

The estate was ghost-quiet. The only thing I could hear was the voice beside me of Perrie.

"When I was around fifteen or so, I screwed around quite a lot. Had some bad influence friends, got into the drug and weapons market. Yeah, one day a few years later I woke up in a dark room and I went through a lot of shît until the end of last year when I was rescued by Louis," Perrie told me, her still sharp accent making her a bit harder to understand.

"Why did Louis save you, when he kidnapped me?" I asked, not really to her in particular.

"He saved you, didn't he? Isn't that what matters?" she replied.

"Yes, no. I really don't know. He's kind of bi-polar and I always have this fear that he's going to do things like that to me again."

I had only known "the new Perrie" for a short time, yet here I was, spilling most of my life story to her. Thing was, with Perrie, I felt the immediate bond we had before and I felt as if we always had a great time with each other.

Perrie's boyfriend was a pretty good guy, he seemed like a great friend too. They were totally in love and Perrie said that her life felt complete with him, he filled in the hole she had when was taken from her family and her close friends.

"Your case is different from mine since I wasn't kidnapped by him. He saved me. I don't know why he would have done things like that to you since he's actually a really good person," Perrie explained. "He's saved a good number of people."

I wanted to believe Perrie, I really did. The memories I had of Louis were so haunting however, that I always used them to describe him.

"I don't know wether he's okay or not. Sometimes, he looks like he feels bad for the stuff he's doing, but there are these times when he's angry, and otherwise, or usually, it's some sort of smirk accompanied with a big ego," I told her from my previous encounters with Louis. "You think he's bi-polar?"

"Well, actually, I've heard rumors that his dad was and still is a crazed murderer. It would make sense if Louis got some mental health issue from his dad," Perrie guessed. "But most of the people here think he's just fine, they're really thankful that Louis is in their lives."

It turned out, Perrie and I weren't the only ones here. There were around fifty other people residing in Louis' estate. I had the slightest idea why they were here, but no idea how their relationship with Louis was. I was eager to know, but not as eager to ask someone. Hell I had never seen anyone else who lived here.

"So, how did you make these cookies?" Perrie asked as she took another chocolate cookie from the batch I had baked her.

"It's just eggs, flour, sugar, butter, chocolate, and baking soda," I explained. Perrie needed quite a bit of help for somethings as simple as making an omelette, it was quite funny to see her fail.

"You make it sound so easy," she scoffed playfully.

"I'm still wondering how you managed to mess up those cookies..," I mentioned.

"I was so confused! I had no idea they hardened after!" she said, her accent thickening.

I reached over to grab one of my own cookies and took a bite out of it. The chocolate essence filled my mouth. My cookies were actually pretty good.

The next few minutes between us were quiet as we both stared out at the beautiful sunset that would only be seen for another couple of weeks. Perrie couldn't wait until fall whereas I wasn't really excited for freezing weather, I always preferred the warmth of summer and spring.

Both of us stayed quiet, thoughts circling around our heads. Silence had always been more soothing than talking. I wasn't really sure about it now because I had been mentally ruined. Sometimes it was nice, other times I would start feeling extremely uncomfortable and haunting thoughts came to torture me.

One of them was wether or not I should tell Perrie that I was an elementalist.

No one had ever told me that I shouldn't tell anyone else, but then again, Louis was the only one who ever told me anything.

Biting the inside of my cheek didn't help me with an answer, so I continued looking out ahead at the sliver of sun that still remained.

My mind drifted off the the training I was due with Louis and how I would feel so exhausted. Just thinking about everything Louis was going to put me through made my body get some phantom ache.

With the beautiful view and the relaxing air, I could feel myself drift off into sleep.

"Valentina, wake up, I don't want to carry you back into your room," Perrie's voice said, waking me up. I groaned.

"I'm so tired can I just sleep with you in your bed?" I asked, even though I knew that she wouldn't say no.

"Yeah lemme get some clothes for you and you can get ready in the bathroom," Perrie said and stood up from her chair, taking the plate of cookies from the table.

"Thanks," I said as I slithered out of my chair. Boy was I thankful to have a friend like Perrie.

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