NOELLE
I don't know if I'm actually scared or what but one thing Im sure of is that I am not going to make it.
. I always new I wasn't going to live long but never thought I would go so soon. But here I am. in the middle of the park, laying under neath the several layers of snow. I'm suffocating. I want to scream for help but I cant with my lungs being collapsed with snow. so there I was, waiting for my death, hoping it would just come sooner than later.
"Hey, do you see that?" the voice was faint from its distant "something is moving over there!"
my dried eyes widen as I soaked in his words.
Was I actually going to be saved?
I hear some muffling but no sort of movement could be heard. Maybe they were speaking about something else.
Dang-it.
I continue to lay in the snow but something was causing a reaction in my body. an unwell one. I could feel my self getting unusually hot and having a hard time keeping my eyes open. Because of that, a little desperation was coming out. So I start to use the little bit of strength and shift my body side to side under the snow.
I did this for a while. In my mind it felt like forever but it probably was for a solid 10 seconds.
When I didn't here anything I simple went back to giving up. For once a felt a tear fall out my dry eyes. Thing is, I wasn't sure if it was do to the dryness of my eyes or the possible unsatisfied conclusion to my life.
"Wait" I heard a much deep voice speak. it was close, way closer than the voice before. " your right there's definitely something here"
I then here another voice from before chime in. "I hope it isn't a fucking shoe or something"
"If it some 'fuckin' shoe' I'm taking it and personally shoving it down your throat"
I than can feel the snow around me shift and the mountain of snow on top of me start to lighten up. My eyes were closed at the time but I could see the sun light flash through my eye lids. Making me know that I was finally out of this suffocating snow.
"Holy Shit, its a kid!"
I can feel my body get lifted out of the snow and whoever it was holding me close. really close.
"Shit, Lets get to the house"
I don't know how the rest of the conversation went for that. My hearing turned into endless buzzing and at some point I ended up falling asleep from the comfortable coat that I was pressed against and the exhaustion from being under the snow for so long.
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When I had woken up I was alone but I was in a comfortable bed covered in soft animal fur and a warm fire place near by. It was clearly different than any bed I seen, even the ones I seen through window stores. this person is definitely different. Very Different.
I then get startled by a knock but nobody speaks. the door then start to slowly open and me, being startled, hide under the fur blankets and squeeze my eyes closed hoping they would think I'm still sleep and leave.
but that didn't happen. the person actually starts walking towards the bed and I can here something clatter with them. hearing the final steps stop right next to me I start to shake uncontrollable a whimper. Why am I so scared?
a soft a long 'Ssh' came from him as he softly puts his hand on the blanket making me light up on my shaking. However I still couldn't move.
"Hey, I brought you some food, would you like to eat something?"
I then connected some dots and realized that it was one of the men that saved me from the snow, I can feel the excitement in my eyes. I decided to take the blanket off my face to look at the man much clearly.
"You..." my voice was almost comparable to a whisper.
The man at full view was very different from how he sounded. though having a soft, kind voice, his face sharp, scarred and his eyes felt like it was boring into me with its bright hazel colors.
But despite his opposite face he still could muster up a smile. a smile that complimented his voice.
"there you go, *tesoro " He then helped me sit up, having the blanket still covering my body.
He than sat in a near by chair, pulled something towards himself, something I assumed was the source to the clattering before, and sat it on his lap.
It was soup. I can tell that from a mile a way but it was different. It was creamy. and I can see mysterious white lumps in it. It made me hesitate to eat it but my stomach was on a different code as it starts to grumble. It made my face turn hot with the man chuckling at my misfortunate hungry.
he snorted from his chuckling
" I see I need to speed up the process"
the man then started to pick up a spoon and hold it out towards me slowly. I paused for a second, investigating it for a second until I just slurped it all into my mouth. My eyes then brighten.
it was delicious. nothing i ever tasted before. It was was so amazing to experience that my mouth seemed to agree as it sung a satisficed hum.
The man did a light laugh "you like?" he asked. I nodded, a yes as he began to give me another spoon full. "Good, because this was my favorite dish when I was growing up. Its called Chicken gnocchi here but my mom use to call it " a Bastards chicken" since, ya know, its like chicken noodle soup but with a cream base instead of seasoned water".
I chuckle myself but continued to eat. It was silent for a while as I continue to eat. I started to eventually kick my feet back an forth as a ate and the creaking of bed ended up being the only source of sound till he started speaking again.
"what's your name little one?"
I paused, making me think. Should I tell this man my name ?
he continue to wait till I cleared my voice and came to my own conclusion.
"Noelle"
"Noelle, Just Noelle?"
I paused again "I- I don't know my full name. I'm... an orphan"
For once this man took a pause to think himself and all he could say is "oh" he inheld " Well, my name is Callisto"
It seems the comment of me being an orphan put him off but it didn't stop him from asking more questions.
"then how old are you?"
"I think, I'm 10"
"you think?"
"I don't know my birthday either. the last time I heard my age it was when I was 6"
"Ah, I see" He shifted in his seat to cross his legs "So are you homeless or are you in an orphanage, Noelle?"
This made me nervous in a way. If I say I'm homeless, will he send me back to the orphanage? I stayed silent, having no wish to answer his question.
Oddly enough he doesn't try and budge for a response but hums as if I did. I guess he had made an assumption himself.
"Well, lets hurry up and get you fed. Arcan wants you bathed and well rested to night. He'll be asking you more question in the morning"
I raise an eyebrow.
"I'm staying?"
"Well, We aren't going to let you go outside when you have no home to go to. the least we can do is let a child sleep somewhere safe and warm."
I ah'ed at his response and continue to eat. The rest of the night was an odd one. Even after my bath he treated me like a child no more than 6. Not that I complained. At least I was somewhere that wasn't that snow prison. I'd rather be treated like a child than be treated like dirt like ive always had.
Wish I could have this forever.
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Hello, everyone.
Thank you for reading my story. Sorry if its kind of weird. I haven't written in a long time. I deleted my old wattpad when the hacking incident happened and even then I had abandoned many of the work I had on there. So honest, If you guys have any criticism I taking it and if there is any grammatical errors sorry in advance 😓.
- Symphonic Quartz
Extra Notes:
*Tesoro - Can translate to either "Sweetheart" or "Treasure"
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Little Mafia Prince {BOOK 1}
Fiction généraleOn one faithful winter, 10 year old, Noelle Young thought he was going to die. consumed by an aggressive blizzard, he thought that by the next morning he would wake up in the gates of the after life. He would of never imagine that he would actually...
