"No, I don't need help. Thanks an-"
"Luna are you almost done." I was interrupted by my mother yelling.
*sigh* "Ya, almost. Well see ya." I grabbed the rest of our luggage, waving before I left into the house.
"Ya, bye" I heard a slight sigh come from his direction. I run into a wall but tried to keep my balance.
"There's a wall there. By the way, who was that, what did he need?"my mom spouted off.
"I don't know. He asked me if I need help. "I said holding my head.
"Wh-did he notice the bruises? Please tell me he didn't notice the bruises. " She looked up at me with worried eyes.
"No, I don't think so . I think I covered them up with enough foundation." She looked at me with a relieved and a I don't care look.
"Good" She sighed out "Now go to your room." She turned around going back to the kitchen.
I sighed. But as I was walking to my room I was wondering who he was. I finally found the attic stairs.
~=time skip=~
"Took about 3 hours but I got the house put together" I say while getting into my room. I see something, it looks like a shadow. Of a girl? Or...
"Hello, why are you here?" A girl about my age asked with a confused look.
"I-We, um, we bought this house. Why are you here?"
"I live here."She looked as if she was about to faint, her skin was really pail.
" QUIET DOWN AND STOP TALKING TO YOUR SELF!" My mom shouted up to me.
" Okay, well good night."I said to the girl standing in front of me. She seemed to disappear. Setting my alarm clock I laid down drifting off into a deep sleep.
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BI - Sylvia.
