Ardian Lasota is a 16 year old boy that was dealt a loosing hand by the devil. He is a boy that survives but does not live. Silence drowns him in the chaos. Love was a foreign concept until now. With his family finding him after 14 years , together...
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I awoke to weightlessness and pain. I was being carried by someone, but strangely I did not mind. I actually loved it. My head rested on his hard chest while his muscular arms wrapped around my back and behind my legs. Eventhou every movement he made caused overwhelming pain to course through me, I did not want him to let go. I knew who it was even with my eyes closed. It was the mysterious man with the beautiful eyes. His smokey, spice scent filled my body with each breath. His body warming me from the inside out. He was the only person who I felt safe with despite not even knowing his name. For some unknown reason I felt protected and safe in this mysterious man's embrace. Something I have never felt, and call me selfish, but I don't want to give it up. I want to stay like this for forever. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He truly was handsome. His jaw line could cut concrete contrasting with his hair that looked soft to the touch. It was longer on top than on the sides and slightly flopped into his face. I wanted to run my hands through his raven locks and feel the lightness. His tan complexion just further highlighted those stunning eyes. They were the most amazing mural and I could stare at them for hours on end. Long, dark lashes and perfectly manicured eyebrows framed the masterpiece.
I blushed ten shades of red when Mr. mysterious smirked down at me, catching me red handed ogling him. Even so, I could not look away, nor did I want to. I was in a trace that was this man and I would happily stare there. I did not even realize that we were in my bathroom until he rested me back on my feet, still not breaking eye with me. The movement caused me to internally wince cause of my injuries but I kept it in. I blushed even more realizing the massive height difference between us. I barely reached his chest, having to crane my neck up to keep eye contact.
"kотёнок, go and take a bath while I pick out an outfit for you. After we will go and have some dinner and you can go back to sleep." I nodded at him in understanding but as soon as he turned to leave I grabbed his shirt sleeve. For some reason I did not want him to leave. I wanted him to stay with me. To make me feel safe and protected. I have no idea where this new found confidence came from but I can't say I did not like it. "Don' worry котёнок, I will be right outside the door to hand you the clothes when your finish with your bath. I promise I am not going anywhere." His deep, calm voice soothed my unease. Unexpectedly, he leaned down and kissed my forehead with the lightest of kisses before pulling back and walking out of the bathroom, closing the door behind him. I stood there in the middle of the bathroom in shock, blushing like a madman. Did that really just happen?! OH MY GODDD!!!! THAT REALLY HAPPENED!! His lips were so soft and plump and felt so right and lovely on my forehead. Okay pull yourself together man. You stink and need a shower.
I carefully stripped out of my soiled clothes and stepped into the shower. Watching the blood and dirt mixture stream down the drain should have brought me to tears but it couldn't. I had no tears left to cry. Only a numbness. After getting out and rubbing ointment on all my bruises and carefully bandaging my wounds to the best of my ability, I wrapped a white, fluffy towel around my body and cracked open the door. I saw Mr. Handsome stranger leaning against the wall looking like perfection. He handed me the clothes in his hand with a wink. I blushed like an idiot and closed the door before I could embarrass myself any further. God, can someone die from blushing too much? I slowly put on the clothes that he gave me and I loved them. It was a simple gray, long sleeved pajama set with a cute panda on the side saying hi. He also chose adorably fluffy panda socks with black panda ears on them. It fit me perfectly. I walked out of the bathroom and came face to chest with my mysterious stranger. I looked up and he stared down at me in awe and adoration. Something I definitely was not use to seeing being directed at me.
" You look adorable котёнок. My adorable little panda." He whispered. I blushed deep. " Come, lets get some food in you котёнок." He said, taking my hand in his to lead me out of the room, but I stood still. I could not move to walk even if I wanted to. I was in so much pain I felt like crying. I knew I could not make it down the stairs even if I wanted to. Before I even knew what was happening, I was lifted into his arms again. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my legs wrapping around his torso, in awe of his strength. He picked me up as if I weighed nothing. "Lets go котёнок." He whispered smoothly in my ear in that deep, velvety voice of his. I rested my head on his shoulder as he walked to the dinning room. My mind began to drift. I was half asleep on him. He was better than any sleeping pill. His smokey, spicey scent warms my insides, his strong, muscular body envelopes me in a safe embrace lulling me to sleep better than any pill ever could. By the time we arrived at the dinning room, my eyes were closed and I was so close to falling asleep. " Wake up котёнок, you need to eat some food, then you can go back to sleep okay love." Mr. Mysterious stranger said while slightly shaking me. I nodded sleepily as he set me down on my chair.
I have no idea if anyone else is here, I have know idea what I am even eating. All my sleep hazed mind could focus on was the hand that was caressing my thigh in a sweet manner, the shoulder my head was leaning on and the unique smell that all belonged to my mysterious stranger. When my stomach was full to capacity, I dropped my fork to the plate and closed my eyes against the mysterious stranger. In a matter of seconds I succumbed to the first sleep in forever that was peaceful and not filled with terror. For the first time, I was not scared to fall asleep because I knew that he would protect me.
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