TW: MENTION OF HOSPITALS.
A week. I was given a week until I join America's greatest superheroes.
"Salem, here kitty kitty." I called as I entered my apartment. A black cat comes flying out of the corner straight to my feet. "Hey buddy." I lean down to stroke him behind the ears. I sigh and look around my apartment, this is home. This place allowed me to escape from so much. How can I say goodbye to this place? I ponder in silence nothing but my thoughts and the scatter from a cat. I sit on the floor, looking over all my walls. I analyse little details, I notice scratch marks on the floor's skirting board. "I am not getting my deposit back, am i salem? Aye?" I stare at the guilty cat whose interest is in a cardboard box placed in the corner of the room. I knew it would come in handy. I'd kept the boxes from the library's order the other day. They will be perfect moving boxes now.
Walking over to my bookshelf, I begin to take out each book. They were all second hand, all being books I'd been gifted whilst I worked at the library. There was poetry, thrillers, non fiction and romance. I'd always loved reading even when I was young. Going in and out of the hospital ment a lot of waiting rooms.A book helped me forget where I was,in the red room I used to read and pretend I was in books. I continuous to place the final books of my book shelf when i drop something?; an envelope. Salem runs over curious. I pick the envelope up and scan the outside, nothing. Then I see it in small print in the corner Theadora Davies. My shoulders tense and my mind and heart go rapidly. My legs join them a moment after, I begin grabbing all my personal belongings. My clothes, shoes, cat toys. I speed pack. Meows are all I can hear from Salem, he wants to play. "Not now Salem, I'll play later, yeah?" I call over to him. I'm still panicking.
I stop, and breathe a minute. I turn around hesitantly and pick up the envelope that I had thrown in the bin. Slowly I peel at the seel. The tearing of the envelope is loud in the now silent apartment. My breath and body shook and I pulled the letter out and unfolded it. It's not normal paper, that's the first thing I noticed. The paper is rough, the kind used for professional letters. I close my eyes one last time and prepare myself. Opening them finally i read;
My beloved Theadora,
Long time no speak eh? Do you miss me? I bet you're surprised to see another letter after Rome, but you can't get rid of me that easily. You may have been the number one widow but you left. Now I'm number one.I can't risk you taking that spot away from me. We both know deep down that's who you truly are, you Theadora are a widow through and through. Sooner or later you'll be back. But I'm not letting you take what ive earnt. See you soon theodora love.
Ps; cute place you've built for yourself here.
K x
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