I looked at the boy and studied the stranger's clothes. They wore strange belts around their legs and tan coloured jackets over their light shirts. "Ah. Yes. I was hiding under my bed. Not in fear of any childhood monsters, no. It was in fear of the leather belt that my father so harshly whipped on my back. In fear of the cruel words which my mother so easily threw at me, words that wrapped themselves around my self-esteem and tortured it. I took shallow breaths as I heard my parents bicker in the kitchen and a slam of a door as my dad left the house to continue to drink to his death. My mother's sobs rang out and I winced at the ache in my heart. I stayed under my bed for the rest of the day. I refused to crawl out to be met with the same fate I usually did; a few slashes across the back a slap and no dinner. I happily sat under my bed in the dark and whispered stories to myself. My stories were quite the adventure if -I do say so myself- and every time a new idea popped into my head I enjoyed making up people in my head. I held back a sneeze as my blonde curls tickled my nose and mouth. I had light violet eyes to match my curls which made many people think I wore contacts. I didn't. My sight was perfectly healthy as was I (minus one or two scars on my back) and I didn't see any point in wearing contacts if you didn't need them. Covering my body was a silk blue and white dress which my mother made me wear. I despised stockings so I wore tan coloured tights and lace up boots which finished just below my knee.
The date was the 14th of June 2009 but my family were one of the richest in the country so I often had to wear odd formal clothes. I hated it. That's how most of the fights started. My mother would ask me to wear something or ask me to act more feminine and I would refuse. I wasn't a doll. I was me. However my father sees this as disrespect and usually locks me in my room for a day. Nevertheless I was happy my birthday was only a week away and I couldn't wait. My birthday was the one day where I could leave our estate on my own. This was the day I usually saw my friends Sebastian and Poppy –they were twins. I only saw them once a year so I'm not sure if you could really call them friends...acquaintances maybe. Anyway this year I had saved up any precious money I could find and had enough money for a bracelet I had seen once while out with my mother. She had refused to buy it because she thought it too tacky for a highborn family like us. So I was going to buy it with the little change I had since I didn't get money from my parents.
I blew a piece of hair from my face quietly, just as my mother began to climb the set of stairs which led to my room. A shiver made its way down my spine as I clenched my fists tightly in fear. My door squeaked open and a pair of feet made its way around my room looking for me. The feet stopped and turned to face the bed then my mother knelt down and forcefully grabbed my arm, dragging my out. I yelped in pain and faced the consequences of hiding. At least I could count the days till my freedom.
Wednesday 21st June 2009
Today was the day! I pulled on a pair of jeans (since today was my birthday my mother let me wear what I wanted) and wrapped a long duffel coat around my body. After tying my long curls into a ponytail tied by a ribbon I left my home. I had a pocketful of change and I ran to the edge of my garden to be greeted by Sebastian. We greeted each other warmly and he told my Poppy was sick so she couldn't come to see me. I felt a little disappointed that I wasn't going to see Poppy for another year but I pushed that thought away and smiled at Sebastian. He handed over a box and patted my head. After walking around the small town we lived near I had bought the bracelet that I had waited patiently for and Sebastian had begun to lead me back home. Before we parted I handed him the bracelet I had saved up for and smiled sadly. I told him to give it to Poppy and to ask her to wear it every day for me. Sebastian nodded and we hugged. I breathed in Sebastian's warm scent before I pulled away. He had emerald green eyes and shaggy blond hair. He was a lot taller than me and wore the same kind of clothes as I did. Poppy was his female double. They were so similar it kind of scared me. I turned away from Sebastian and headed back to my own house. Ignoring my parents yelling at each other I headed up to my room and opened the box Sebastian had gave me. Inside sat a necklace. It had a slender silver chain with a large circular stone that gave off a red tint. I smiled down at the piece of jewellery and fixed it around my neck.
That night I had a peaceful sleep. It was like I had left my old world.
...well.
A cold morning breeze tickled my face and I woke with a jump. A pair of hard hands pushed me back down and I looked up in fear. A dark haired girl stared into my eyes although instead of paying attention to her glare I looked around me in shock. I was outside. There were stalls all around me and old building behind them but the thing that stood out to me the most were the walls that seemed to surround the city. I was shook by the girl and I turned back to her. She had short black hair and a red scarf around her neck.
A/N. Sorry this chapter didn't have much of Levi in it. The next chapter will :3
Also should I make each chapter longer than this?
I'll probably upload the next chapter soon because its already written!
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Levi My Orchid
Fiksi PenggemarA fanfiction between Levi and the main character, Dawn. Dawn grows up living with abusive parents who only let her out one day a year, but one day she wakes up and she doesn't know where she is. Then she meets the people of the Survey Corps. =please...