Hero's Dead Brother

2. The Man

I tried to pretend that I was sleeping or dead. I always did it as a habit because when I'm awake things get even worse.

I was discreetly looking with my narrowed eyes what the person looked like. It was a man with very fancy clothes on, very classy and sophisticated. I've never seen such clothes. He was cleaning the dust and then headed to the window to open it. I was finally out of his sight.

Fancy. By the way... the room I was in was something. Really something. It was so well decorated in a rich and old fashioned way. I almost felt like in a historical movie about bourgeoisie.

Like an idiot I assumed that the person facing the window wouldn't see me but I was wrong. What I didn't know was that his movements were light and smooth compared to the drug addict clumsy and violent people I was used to. So when that person turned around, not making a noise, i had my stupid eyes wide open, contemplating the ceiling and the cristal lustre that was hanging from it, the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Moron!

« Oh God! » I heard him say.

No no! He saw me! Sh*t!
What do I do? Damnit I just had to keep my eyes shut! Why am I so stupid?! Stupid piece pf sh*t! You damn... He's getting closer!

No! Stay back! I can't run with this damn body! I can't cover my face! My body's wrapped I can't move! Sh*t! It's gonna hurt like hell!

I closed my eyes getting ready for the slap. Or the punch. Or both. I don't know what to expect from this new person.

At least with the two drug addicts I knew what to expect. My mom scratched and slapped while Mike... His hand is getting closer!

I couldn't help but let some tears fall down my face. They got into my ears. I didn't cry for a long time but I guess this little body is sensitive. Bad news. At least my old body was used to the pain.

With my eyes closed, I clenched my whole body and a cry came out. No! Damnit! When I make noises it gets worse. Shut up stupid sh*t!

But it kept going. My whole body suddenly started to move uncontrollably and my stupid mouth left out loud, unbearable cries. I was expecting the worst.

But no one hit me. No one choke me or dragged me from my hair. I couldn't open my eyes because of my crying but I felt like someone picked me up.

He didn't drag me or push me just took me gently and started to move. Or walk. I heard a door opening and the person running out of that room with me in his arms.

Was he gonna throw me in the lake outside? My mom often threw me there to make me shut up when I was a kid with me almost drowning until I learned how to swim.

No! At least unwrap me please! I stand no chance if I can't move! My crying intensified.

« My Lady, Your Excellency! It's a miracle! »

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Second chapter all done! Hope you like it!