The Young Loved

Sweet Worriedness

  As soon as I entered the hallway of mine, my parents hugged me tightly and they were crying a lot... I didn't expect them to be at home again since they are always so busy. Plus, they said one their own that they moved out of the country. I thought they wouldn't be back any time soon, but next month. But guess they changed their plans and expected me to be at home at time they'd return. They always were dressed pretty formal and rarely were getting something casual on them. And that was exactly how I met them at front door, formal as always. Mom had a cyan dress on herself and she was holding something like a bag in her hand. Dad was in black suit, and he always were bringing a backpack outside of our house. I think they were pretty worried that I weren't at house, so they didn't even change their clothes and started to just call everyone they know who could know where am I and maybe even call the police. Plus, I don't really know how long I were "kidnapped" for, so they actually could do it.

-Yar! Thank god you are back... Where were you all this time?!

-Do you know how worried we were? We were looking for you everywhere! Plus after knowing what happened with your friends, we thought something bad happened to you...

  I didn't want to tell them that I got kidnapped and that was exact reason why I disappeared out for some time. Brother wasn't at home once again. And I were actually pretty worried about it, he should have returned back home 5 days ago now...

-Where is Seva? (Seva is her brother's name I forgot to tell long ago. Belly is mother's name and Mark is father's name. Good? Good now :> ) 

-He had to go on work trip some time ago. He won't return back in this month, as he said...

  They forgot everything about me and my health and such stuff right after I asked them about my brother. Knowing them, it was so easy to change the topic.

-Alright then...

  They literally just forgot about me after I left in my bedroom. Only bedroom we all had. I fell asleep on my bed so fast Ignoring everything around mysself again. I just wanted to pass this day like it was nothing and nothing happened at all. And I actually had no remorses about it. 

  As soon as I woke up, it was night time already. I looked around for a bit, still laying on bed. My parents were asleep, and I saw a shadow figure outside the window. It opened the window and Peter was between the room and outside, sitting on the door frame, looking at me with a bit of upset and annoyed  face on him. As I moved out from blanket I saw some bruises on my body and something like bits all over my torse. Something happened to me while I were asleep. But I didn't know what. I quitely moved in the hallway and dressed myself to go outside. I moved to the window where Peter was. He helped me getting out of the window, but I heard footsteps from behind me, it was father who suddenly grabbed my leg. I tried to push him away but he was holding me too tightly. Peter suddenly punched dad's face and he freed me. I finally got outside along with Peter. We ran away from house as far as it's possible. We got to our park again where we met for a first time.

-What did he do to you.

-What do you mean?

  He opened my coat and touched my shoulder where was a bite. I actually shivered as soon as Peter touched it. He got his hand away so fast. I putted my coat back on.

-I-I don't know. I were asleep all this time, I didn't feel anything...

-Well he definitely had abusing fun on you. Tch...How someone who is your father can do such stuff? 

-Hey, I'm fine! It's nothing really...

  I hugged Peter but uncontorllable shivering got into me as soon as I did it. But I didn't feel cold or something that would cause me to shiver. Peter hugged me back. I felt that sweet warmth from his body again. Warmth and worriedness for me. My parents never gave me any of that. I felt so light and safe now...

-You will live with me now. And I don't want to hear any "buts" from you about it.

-I don't want to...

-Then I will rent you apartment! And don't try to even say anything now.

  He didn't let me say anything. He just picked me up and started to carry me somewhere. I got flustered so much. We both walked out from park and right infront of entrance of the park, there was a gray van. Simple gray van with some garland on it. Garland was with my favourite colour I liked from my hobby of drawing. Warm colours like colour of skin, coffee.

  Peter placed me in the front seat, and he started to drive both of us somewhere. I didn't ask anything while that. But at some point I felt happier that Peter saved me from this boredom and from my father who abused me while I were asleep...