Cold

Chapter: 04

POV: Zayla

I woke up with bright light shining on my face. I open my eyes to see the sun from the window. Its morning, already? I heard a knock at the door and yelled out to come in.

In walked Ivor, wearing a long gray short with gray sweats to go with it. "Goodmorning, Zayla. I make breakfast. I help to table." He walked over to me and held out his hand. I hestitanly took it slowly.

Ivor helped me up into a sitting postion, then helped me swing my legs off the bed. I'm guessing the pain killers are still in effect, because I only flet a slight pain in my leg.

I wrapped right arm around Ivors neck, shile he wrapped his arm around my waist. Slowly but surley we made our way to the small square shaped table, with two chairs next to it.

As Ivor helped me settle down on the dark wooden chair I took my time to look around the place. It was a very simple living/kitchen area. There was a nice size stone fire place in the middle of the wall, with a big sized plaid rug in front of it. Also one love seat couch and a two seprate chairs next to it. Both seemed to be handmade.

There were more covers laying ontop of the couch, giving it a nice warm feel to it. I turned my head around to keep looking at the inter of the handmade cabin. Did Ivor make all this himself? I was soon brought out of my thoughts when seeing Ivor walking towards me with a plate full of food.

I didn't relize how hungry I was until my stomach growled loudly. Ivor chuckled lowly, and I can feel the heat from my face rise up in embarssment.

Ivor placed the full plate infront of me, then went to the chair across from me and sat down infront of his as well. I looked down at the food inspecting it before I picked up the fork and digged into the scramble eggs.

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Throughout the time me and Ivor was eating I noticed that he would stop eating and look up at me, just staring. I also would hear him say something, but I couldn't understand. When I asked what he saud he just shook his head and looked back down at his food barley even eating it.

After I placed my fork down I cleared my throat to get Ivor's attention. He slowly lifted his head up from the plate and made full eye contact with me, with his stern face.

"I-I was wondering i-if its possible y-you can take me to a near by town, for help?" I said in a small voice. If possible his face more stern.

"Can't. Snow storm coming. Nearest town. . . Too far walk." My faced frowned of the new information.

"S-so maybe the morning?" I rushed out, desprate to know I can leave here and find Leah.

He hestaintly nodded his head, then stood up quickly. Ivor grabbed me and his plate and walked over to the sink that was not too far from the table.

I sat there while Ivor finished washing the dishes we used. He then came back to me after finishing. I yelped when Ivor surpisely picked me up bridle style. I clung on to him afraid I might fall. I think I even saw him smirk a little. He walked over to the long couch that is infront of the fireplace, and gently place me down.

"I will be back. Need more wood." Ivor walked into the bedroom. 5 mintues later came out fulled clothed for the harsh winter weathers.

He walked to the front door, opening it and grabbed the axe that was next to the door. Ivor looked back at me. "Stay there." He pointed at me and quickly walked out slamming the door behind him. I'm not your dog, but I guess it is his house.

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After sitting in the same spot for 30 min just staring at the clickling clock hanging above the fireplace, I got bored. I noticed there was picrture frames above the fireplace as well sitting on a shelf.

I decided to be curious and take a look. Slowly sliding off the couch onto the soft rug bwlow me. I lifted my injured leg off the ground, only using my arms and left lwg for support.

I tried to quickly as possible crawl to the fireplace. Using the the wall for support to lift myself up into a standing postion. Jeez that was a hastle, I need to workout after this, how am I this out of shape. I took my time catching my breath.

Hopping on one foot to settle myself infront of the fire place. I grabbed the first picture that caught my eye. It was a ultrasound? A baby? I was very much confused. I havent heard no baby since arriving here.

Placing the picture back. I looked over to a picture of Ivor, looking much younger in this photo. His hair was fully black, no beard in sight, and his hair much shorter. It was of him building something.

The last photo was of a woman, when I picked up the frame I was shocked. The women in the photo. . . Looked the spitting image of me. The only thing different is our skintone and hair color/texture. Wow its like looking in a mirror.

I was in such a daze that I didn't even hear Ivor come in. The door slamming shut, surpising makeing me jump dropping the picture on the ground with a clash.

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