My Story

Chapter Forty-Four

I woke up on top of Sebastien and I smiled. What we did last night was playing throughout my head. I put my head back down on Sebastien's chest and drew little shapes with my finger.
"Hey Baby." Seb said in a sleepy voice. I looked up and smiled at him. I moved closer and kissed him.
"Are you ready to clean today?" I asked."
"No I'm not. It's going to be a long day."
"Yes, a long day for both of us." I said and got up from the bed.
"Where is your cute ass going?"
"The bathroom." I said in a duh tone.
I walked into his connected bathroom and just washed my face with water. I couldn't brush my teeth because my stuff was in his guest bathroom. I watched as Seb walked out of the bedroom. I dried my face with a hand towel and waked out to the living room.
"So what are we going to do first?"
"We just have to do the living room and the kitchen and of course my other spare room."
"Anything else?"
"No that's it." I nodded.

We got to work in the kitchen first. Cleaning up all the broken glass on the floor, like how did we not hear the glass breaking. Whatever wasn't glass or not broken we just put on the counter. We had to throw so much stuff out because most of everything was broken.
"We barely did anything and I'm tired." I said.
"Well we only got the living room to do. I could do the bedroom by myself."
"But I'm tired now." I whined and stomped my feet like a little kid.
"Okay Baby you can rest, I'll con.."
"Yay!" I said and ran off to the bedroom.
"I didn't think you were gonna run away from me." He yelled from the living room. I popped my head from the hallway.
"If you need me I'll be in your room." I said and then ran off. I hopped on the bed and laid down. I grabbed a pillow and cuddled with it and I soon fell asleep.

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I made my way down a long hallway. As I looked around I was at my house and the door that was at the end of it was supposed to be my parents room. It was like the hallway was never ending. There were many doors to my right and my left. There were never this many doors in my house. I hear a scream from my parents room and started running towards it. My mother. That was her scream. Why did she scream. Was my dad in there. I finally got to the door and opened it. It was me and my mom sitting down on the kitchen table. I looked around and saw my dad with a cake. This was the day of my moms birthday. When we were and actual family. I watched from the door as we sung happy birthday to her. My dad giving her a wonderful gift and all and since I was a kid here he got me a sketch pad.
The scene vanished like a distant memory. Seeing the blur made me scared and I was standing there in my rooms doorways. with a man standing in front of me. It wasn't my dad. I couldn't make out who they were. They were stepping towards me causing me to back up and close my room door. They slammed it open and I started crying hidden under my desk. The man found me and I was in a shitty placement.
"Please don't." The man grabbed me and pushed me down on my bed. I cried even more.
"If you don't stop crying this will only hurt for you." The man was on top of me with a knife up to the side of my stomach.

I need to wake up.
Sebastien please wake me up.

I stopped crying mostly. the man dropped the knife beside me and started undoing his belt.
"What are you doing?"
"Shut the fuck up."
He started to take my pants off and I started kicking. "no Please, stop" I yelled.

"I swear if you don't shut the fuck up I'll end you right now." He held the knife up to my throat.

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Sebastien's POV

I was cleaning my guest bedroom.
I don't know why the dude came into here of all places, but the sheets were all fucked.
Everything was just thrown everywhere.
Cleaning was pretty exhausting, no wonder why Mirana went to sleep.
She didn't even want to help me clean.
This room was close to my room I could hear Mirana making little noises. Not movement. sounds coming out of her mouth. They sounded cute, but something sounded off with it.
I didn't really think much of it. I continued fixing up the bed, until I heard slight crying and whimpering. I walked to the hallway and towards my bedroom. There were times when she'd go quiet, like she Knew I entered the room. She just kept whimpering. I tried to wake her up, but nothing happened... She started crying in her sleep and I got really worried.
"Please don't." she whispered.
"Hey baby." I started to shake her a little, but it didn't work. I pulled the blanket off her and shook her more.