Martijn's POV
I still couldn't forget the way the girl had said ' I know '.After that, she blacked out again and I didn't think it would be good to wake her up. So I just brought her straight home and Julian and I tried our best to explain to Mama.She took the girl inside and she's still shut up in that room with her.
I couldn't really see her face much because of all the blood and hair, but I could tell she was beautiful underneath. And her eyes... They were blue green with bits of hazel and, the weird thing was, they were almost exactly like mine.
The door opened and Mama said that the girl is better, she responded immediately and that right now she's having soup. "You can go talk to her if you want,"Mama said."But go after a few minutes, let her finish her soup."
It took all my patience to wait for 5 minutes, (during which Julian left) checking my watch every 30 seconds. I don't know what it was about this girl but I was curious about her. When I could not wait for any more time, I decided to go in.
The girl was sleeping.She looked so peaceful that I just didn't have the heart to wake her up.So I resisted the urge to ask her all my questions right now and decided to save it for later.
That's when she woke up.Elena's POV
I passed out after saying the extremely weird thing that I did. The next thing I knew, I was in a room with a tall,plump, motherly looking lady who introduced herself as martijn's mother. Now who was martijn?Oh, the guy who saved me! I can be so stupid at times. Or maybe it's just because of what I've been through.
Anyway , not thinking about that right now. So the guy's name was Martijn huh?That's a very nice name! Not to mention how hot it sounds in a Dutch accent.
So Martijn's mother, who told me to call her Mama, wiped off all the blood and gave me a hot water bath and told me to change into some clothes she left on the bed. Later when she came and asked what I'd have to eat,, I just said I wanted some soup. She brought it to me and left the room.
So there I was, in Martijn's house, drinking soup and brooding over my thoughts . Suddenly, it must have been tiredness, I drifted asleep.
When I opened my eyes, there was someone in the room. It was a boy of about 16 with slightly dishevelled hair. I guessed it was Martijn. "Martijn right? "I said just when he introduced himself, so both of us started laughing. "Yep that's me,"he said. "I guess Mama must have told you. so how are you feeling now?"
"Much better! "I said." This soup is amazing.Hey, why are you standing there? Come here and sit down!"
"If you say so," Martijn said.Martijn's POV
She told me to come and sit down next to her. That's when I realized I didn't even know her name.
"So,uh,what's Ur name?"I asked. "Oh I'm so sorry, I forgot to introduce myself!" she said. "I'm Elena."
Elena.So that was her name. For some reason I found myself brooding over her name and the nice ring it had to it when she said it. Everything about her, her eyes, her name,her voice, the dark shroud of mystery that surrounded her, just endears me to her. I just want to know her better.I decided to ask her about everything when suddenly she shifted, taking my hand in hers. I realised she had fallen asleep, and not wanting to disturb her, I didn't remove my hand.
A calming effect spread through me and I fell asleep too.------------------
"Martijn! what are you doing?"Mama asked. I awoke in a daze and found that I had fallen asleep next to Elena's with her hand entwined in mine. "Oh!"I said. "I fell asleep." "go to your room please,"Mama said.
I went upstairs into my room and sat down and thought about the events of the day. It was certainly something I would remember. Sleepily I tried to figure out the reason why Elena was so badly hurt. But I found myself going back and forth and so I decided to sleep. drifting off, the last thing that I remembered was the feel of Elena's hand in mine.so this is the second chapter! A big thanks to everyone who read it!
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Le Garritsen
RandomA girl with a truly messed up past. A boy who is still troubled by an incident that took place five years ago. The connection between them is undeniable. But what happens in their not so normal lives when they meet each other?