A warm fuzzy feeling fills over my head as a comforting chills tingle down my back and then finding it's way all the way back up to my head.
Warmth fills the sheets around me as the strong sense of food being made was flowing from out of the kitchen.
" Whats that smell?" I say smiling in a joyful way.
It smelt of warm pastries along with the strong sense of all type of seasonings I could also smell a tint of herbal flowers and tea being made with delicate care.
I lift my head up slowly lifting my head up pulling the sheets as I slowly sit up.
Warm flesh brushes against mine as calm and soothing breath is heard behind me sleeping peacefully resting beside me. Slightly curled up beside me with his hand resting on mine.
" Even though you've gotten much older and taller and even out of all more mature. Your still the boy I saved when he saved me. Your still just a big baby in my eyes." I say slightly resting my hand on his head.
A sense of peace filled the air as the fresh smell of dishes being made and a kind aroma of sunflowers flowing around the house.
" Your still Just a kid cupcake. I might still seem like a kid but things have changed I'm just scared one day you'll realize I'm night the same."
A voice dark and raspy voice awakens the room as a dark aura emitted of of him. He fully opens his eyes looking down up at me in a odd mysterious way.
And I can't say it washard for me to keep my eyes of him.
His light grey eyes called a sense in me while his long eyelashes curled up causing his eyes to stand out more.
" Even though you show such an ominous aura something is still kind about you." I say refusing to let him say such things.
It was as if he seen himself as a monster, I just wanted him to realize his was far from a monster.
" I can't let you belie-"
" Then why did you come back for me? Why do you save me? Why do you continue to worry about me? Years of you being gone and the first place you come to was me? Is that not kind?" I say to him fully turning my body towards him slightly tilting my eyebrows in a concerned way.
I yearned for answers yet he yearned for me to not get close. He treated me highly then suddenly he's upset? And now he says such things with no proof or truth in it.
" That wasn't kindness that was different."
" How?" I quickly reply
"Because it's you."
" What am I?"
"Your Olivia."
" So what your upset at Saph. So what about me!"
He suddenly grasps my shoulders refusing to let me ramble on and speak things he didn't want to reveal to me. All I wanted was answers yet he wanted to play games.
" Oh could it be-"
"Don't go there just go see what Sunflowers is doing."
I sigh as he turns his back towards me ignoring my requests forcing me to give in to his lies. But I refused to not get answers this just grew me to be more curious and and aggravated than I've ever been.
He pushed me to my limits causing rage to boil on my face.
" Then why did you want me to stay last night?"
He froze and coldly replied he had no concern for me.
" Your important to me. I can't loose you to."
I stand on both my feet reaching out my hand towards the door looking back at him as he continued to lie about how he felt. He was again just trying to run away from the pain he once felt.
" See your still just Ian."
I walk out the room slowly feeling numb in my legs.
" This numbness is slowly getting to me." I whisper outloud
"That's why you have me." Ian says lifting me up.
" I don't need you" I coldly reply
I snatch my arm away from him walking towards saphire. " Morning saph"
"Morning. Now eat up we have alot to deal with the up coming days
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Painted memories
FantasyFamily bonds have never been easy to deal with they've caused nothing but trouble and taught her nothing but a corrupted meaning of love. Can she ever know the true meaning of family? Or true love? And Bonds? Olivia has lived in isolation for years...