"What's with all the armor" I hear Adrien say as I leave my room.I look down and take a look at my outfit one more time. Sweat shirt and sweat pants.
"Uhmm, nothing"
"We are going for ice cream, under the sun"
It's pointless arguing with my brother without telling him the actual reason. I go back into my room and stair at my closet.
"Can I come in" I hear his voice from behind the door
"Why"
"I'm taking that as a yes" he replies and comes in.
"What if I was naked" I say with an indifferent tone.
"Then you would have answered 'no!'" he says and laughs. He walks towards my closet and goes in.
"What are you looking for"
He doesn't reply but instead throws a pair of jeans at me, I fail to catch it and it falls on the floor. When I pick it up I quickly recognize it, it was the one I wore when I got kidnapped. Mum decided to wash it.
"No, not this" I say and throw it back at him. I try to get my emotions in check so I don't ruin our Sunday.
"Ah what of this" he says and shows me a pair of denim shorts. I used to love wearing it. But now it's like my worst enemy, it's not the kind of shorts that stops just above your knee, it's the kind of shorts that exposes your thighs perfectly in-between decent and indecent.
"It's so short"
"What the... You never said that before? Come on" he says and throws it at me, I luckily catch it this time.
He pairs it up with a turtle neck sleeveless white crop top and a brown baggy flannel shirt. My brother knows how to dress girls up cause he has dated so many pretty ones, I assume.
He leaves my room and I try on the outfit, I won't lie I love it. I pair it up with a gold pendant my mum gave me on my birthday and the ring I got from Zeke yesterday. I can't help but feel my scars are so noticable. I shake off the feeling and walk out.
Adrién looks at me and starts clapping. "You look amazing"
"Thanks, don't feel amazing though"
"Why?" He asks puzzled.
"The scars on my thighs?"
"I don't see anything, I'm being very honest. If there were any, they are gone. It's all in your head"
I smile at my brother, he really knows how to boost my confidence.
We both head downstairs and are on our way out the door when I remember "mum, we won't be back that early so can you pick me up from the ice cream place and take me for my session straight away?"
She drops the watering jug down and looks at me " Dr Eden said he won't be taking you today. Your next session is Monday"
"What? Why?" I ask, confused and sad.
"He said something about a date?"
"Oh. Bye mum" I try to hide the disappointment in my tone.
Adrién and I get into his car and he starts driving
"You looked a lot more disappointed that you were meant to be. You really like therapy don't you?" He asks giving me a knowing look."Ughhh, fine. I like going there cause he's nice and he gives me chocolates and he's hot" I muffle the last two words but it doesn't escape my brothers hearing.
"Hot ey? And how old is he?"
"He's only 23, and I'm not saying I'd like to hook up with him, I'm just saying he's hot. Who doesn't like attention from a hot guy"
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Océane's Eyes
Roman pour AdolescentsI beg the masked men to please let me go, tears rolling from either cheek. I feel a tight painful pull on my hair and yelp in pain "Shut up, or you want to be gagged again?" He whispers in my ear with a sinister voice, I nod my head from side to sid...