As I Sit Here

His family

"It all started when my dad hit me.." I began to explain. "He beat my everyday to the point where I couldn't walk. My mother tried to help me. She called the cops on multiple occasions, but when my dad convinced the cops nothing was wrong, he got really angry with my mum. He beat her, too. On I and on again, endless nights with me and mum crying in the corner. Until he died. He felt guilty, and committed suicide.... I never got to say goodbye."I finished. I could feel my eyes fill up with tears. Nathan gently placed his hand on my shoulder, careful not to make it awkward. "Shhh... It'll be okay. It's okay.." He comforted me. I desperately wanted to curl up in his arms and just cry. But I can't...

I wiped my face with the blanket, and I smiled weakly at him. "Thanks.." I sniffed. "You're welcome!" He beamed. "Now, let's go find a way to get you home." We got up from the bed, but I staggered backwards. My feet wouldn't work, and my legs felt like jello. Every step felt like I was being stabbed. Nathan ran back to me and placed his arm around my shoulder to support me. "Hey.. It's okay.. I got you.."He said. Slowly, together we made it across the room and outside.

He led me to a bench by the park, and we sat. "So Violet, where do you live?" He questioned. Here, I was about to tell a complete stranger where I lived, but he hasn't killed me yet, so... " Um.. Huntley, IL..."I say. "It's a small town.." I never liked talking about my town. Nothing interesting ever happened. And it's where all my bad memories occurred. He smiles, and I blush, which is very unusual.

He looked me and it was like he could read my soul. The good parts, the bad parts, and everything in between. I wanted to tell him everything, but I don't know why. I mean, for all I know, he could have kidnapped me or something. But he was being so nice! If I hadn't known better, I would've said he was a wizard, and I was under his spell. But wizards aren't real, and I'm just crazy. Wizards and witches were for little kids, and falling in love was for older ones. But why did I feel like both?

That thought left my mind when he reached up to brush hair out of my face. He gently tucked it behind my ear, and smiled. Why was his smile so hypnotizing? "Uh.. S-sorry I just.." He stammered, being so adorable. Again I blushed, and said, "It's okay...." He smiled again, and I smiled back. I looked into his eyes, and it felt like they were so deep, full of secrets, never ending. Stop. This is weird. You don't even know him! My brain screamed at me. I snapped out of my hypnotic state, and got off of the park bench.

"Um.. So.. I really need to get home.. So I-if you could h-help me?" I said, ruining the moment. He looked disappointed, but agreed to it anyway. "Just one problem... You said Illinois?" He asked. I nodded, and he frowned. "I don't have a car.." He whispered. Oh... My brain exploded. I was never going to get back home. Awesome! I wanted to curl up and cry, for ages, and never stop. I needed to get back to my mother, and I needed to hug her. I missed her now more than ever. Why did I ever decide to leave?

"It will.. Take a few days... I guess..." He said. I couldn't believe it. "My mum is gonna think I died! Or was kidnapped!" I said , putting extra emphasis on kidnapped. He put his hands up, trying to defend himself. "First of all.. You are a lot stronger than me. You could over power me even with your injuries!" He exaggerated. I wasn't convinced, but I laughed, and nodded anyway. It's been so long since I have laughed. He started laughing too, and we argued over who was stronger for the next couple of minutes, until my stomach started aching.

"So.. It's a long journey. It will take a few days. And we will need to pack a lot if we're gonna make it to Illinois without dying.." He said. Really reassuring... I thought. He made a list of all the things we would need for the trip. "So.. Don't you have any family or anything?" I asked, while he was still writing. He didn't bother to look up, he just said no. I sat there for a little before asking another question. "Where are they? What happened to them?" "It's none of your business.." He said harshly to me.

I decided not to bother him again, and instead went back in the house. I looked around, and realized, it was a really small house. Maybe he didn't have any family. Maybe he was all alone. My heart sank when I saw a photo of what looked to be his mother, father, and baby sister. Next to it, were pictures of tombstones. Maybe they're dead. The pictures were labeled Mom Dad Leia. Colorado road trip. 2003. They died 12 years ago.... I thought in my head, I picked up the picture. "Put it down!" He yelled. It dropped, and broke..

Hey! I am soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry I haven't updated yet. It has been a long time since my last update, and I have been really busy with school work and practice and all that jazz. I know it's been a while, so I promise I will update again later today. If I don't, I give you guys permission to kill me. Anyway, I am extremely sorry I haven't updated yet.. Please don't hurt me! Like, comment, vote, recommend, anything to help this story is really appreciated. As I said before, I am really sorry. I hope you guys enjoyed it. Adios!