Chapter 3: Friends? Not Friends? That Is The Question

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Mari POV:
Dreams...they are like an escape from reality...another universe filled with anything you could possibly hope for...and my dream was to be at peace...to bad for me, that dream won't ever come true.

I shot up from my bed breathing deeply, remembering my encounter with that mysterious man with the green eyes. I looked around afraid he was still here. But to my surprise it was morning at I was in my bed.

'C-could it have been a nightmare?'

I turned to look at my clock and nearly fainted
7:18am SHIT?! I breakfast?! I have 7 minutes before they wake up. I hopped out of bed and ran down my stairs connecting to my bed. I put on my slippers and made my way downstairs so I can make breakfast in time.

I walked into the kitchen. God the place smelled like beer and mold

'I could make eggs and bacon?' I opened the fridge and grabbed everything I needed.

10 minutes later

I was finished with breakfast but to my surprise no one was here. They must be still asleep, oh thank god if they woke up to breakfast not being on the table I would have been killed.

I decide to put the plates on the table with the food. So when they did wake up they would have something to eat.

I looked at the the clock on the wall. 7:30am, ok good I still have some time. I walked back upstairs to my room to take a quick shower.

I gather the clothes I was gonna wear and walked into the bathroom, I turned in the shower and started to strip outta my clothes. Once I was fully nude I hopped in the shower and began to clean myself

As I was washing my hair my mind went right back to my dream from last night. I don't know how it's possible...it felt so real. When he whispered in my ear...it brought shivers down my spine.

I decide I shouldn't worry about it. It wasn't real, if it was I wouldn't been here. I'd be dead..I sighed turned off the shower water and grabbed my towel.
Stepping out of the shower wrapping the towel around me.

After drying myself off I walked to my clothes and put them on.

Mari's outfit:

Decide to put my hair in a messy bun

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Decide to put my hair in a messy bun.

The bruises I have a on me aren't as noticeable anymore. As long as I'm a 'good girl' they don't hurt me. It's when I talk back, don't do what they want me to do, or if there bored.

But when father slapped me the other day, it didn't leave a bruise but it did leave reddish color that was different for my skin, I decide not to take any chance so I grabbed my foundation to cover it up.

After I was done. I looked at the time.

7:52am

Well if I leave now I won't be late for class but that means I can't go to the library. Dang it. I grabbed my back pack and started to walk downstairs. Mom and dad were in the kitchen eating, they hadn't notice I came down so I decided just to leave so they wouldn't hit me.

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