Dellings Secrets of The South

Chapter 48

Sakura

When I woke up that day it was dark outside. My room was quiet and the left side of my bed was empty.

Feeling light-headed, I sat up in bed, holding my head in my hands as I let out a long breath. Sleep was what my body needed but yet I felt even more exhausted, my rumbling stomach reminding me that there were other things my body needed.

Dimitri was gone, I wondered how long it be until I saw him again. Things were not the same as before between us but he was still the only thing I had left attaching me to that life. The life where even if we were fighting to stay alive every day, we had each other, the only thing we had to worry about was passing training and not pissing the wrong people off. Now...

I sigh.

Checking that my knife was still tucked in my back pocket, I got out of bed, did little to fix my appearance then guided my way to the eating halls. To my luck, everyone was still out. The sound of chitchats and laughter welcomed me at the door. I got myself some bread and pasta, my hunger on a whole new level that the food tasted good for once.

Afterwards I went back to my room, locking myself in.

I still couldn't believe they were actually gone. I saw it with my own two eyes, but I thought there would at least be satisfaction, peace but yet here I was, stuck somewhere between emotional and emotionless as I sat by my window looking out into the dark with my knife clutched tightly in my hand.

It had been like the for the past few days. My eyelids were so heavy, my body so sleep deprived, I was starting to see things that weren't actually there. Hear things. My brain knew they weren't real but still my body always responded to it, flinching at the smallest of sounds and screaming at the shadows at the corner of my room only to find out it was a pile of clothes on my chair.

I was starting to get annoyed at myself and so were her hall mates. None of them ever said anything but I could see the way they looked at me when I passed by, especially those who didn't even bothered to conceal their judging whispers to their friends.

They thought I was crazy.

That the nightmare of this place had finally gotten to me and I didn't blame them. If it was anyone else in my place, I would've probably think the same.

Especially when my paranoia was getting so strong I couldn't stand being near someone without feeling uncomfortable. Especially men, even the skinniest of them all made me feel uneasy, so I locked myself in my room, from day to night and night to day.

All I ever knew for the past week were the cricking sound the floor board made and the patterns that the dust on the wall created.

Now, after a long day of training I sat near the window, staring out at the people walking by below when there was a knock on the door. A sense of relief took over me when I heard Dimitri's voice on the other end.

He spoke loud, voice rising up to a question as he called my name like he wasn't sure if I was here. As if I had anywhere else to be.

I scurried to open the door, a giant grin ripping across my face when I saw him already smiling gently down at me.

It had been just one week since he was gone but yet everything about his appearance looked different, he looked taller, more polish and sophisticated than usual. But something in the way his brown eyes shone made him look older, like someone who had seen more than they were supposed to.

But nonetheless, just one smile from him was enough to have me forget all about the hell I was living in for just a moment.

"You look nice." He commented sarcastically.