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Chapter 31
°Harriet(tw)
For an hour I get informed about all the examinations and answer questions about what happened.
I get asked if I want to call my parents and if I want to talk to the police.
I only listen to half of it. Answered most of it with a simple yes or no.
"Someone is waiting for you in the waiting area. Do you want to see him?"
My heartbeat increases again. I haven't even thought about how I got here.
Did the monster bring me here?
Is he waiting for me?
"You don't need to see anyone, okay? You can say no to his request. We can send him away."
"What's his name?"
"I think his name is Fynn. But I can check the protocol again."
Fynn?
He's here?
Did he bring me here?
But I don't speak my questions out loud.
"He can come in." I say with a timid voice.
She smiles at me. She smiles all the time. I hate it.
"You have a button next to the bed. You can press it anytime and someone will be here immediately."
Only after she left the room, I again notice how uncomfortable my clothes are. I look down and see that I'm not wearing any.
I'm covered in a white paper dress which is tied at the back.
The door opens again and I look up. Fynn walks into the room. He appears stiff and quite tense.
"How do you feel?"
Feel
They always ask about feelings
I don't feel anything
Apart from that annoying dress
"Okay."
He nods and glances out of the window. I look at him. His clothes are a bit bloody.
Bloody?
Bloody?
Why is it bloody?
"Did you bring me here?"
His eyes are on me again. And he nods.
"Yes." He says shortly afterwards.
How did he find me?
Did he help the monster?
My hands start shaking.
Gray shirt
Black pants
Gray Vans
Gray shirt
Black pants
Gray Vans
"Why were you there?" I ask in a surprisingly steady voice.
"I wanted to meet someone, and then,... and then... I found you."
He says and clenches his hands to fists.
I look into his eyes
Green and Blue
YOU ARE READING
Forest Darling
Romance"Wasn't it enough when you made a fool out of yourself two years ago? Open your fucking eyes and just be for once aware of your surroundings." He gets up with this sentence and leaves the table. I stare at the chair he was sitting on. Oh Lord how...
