Broken (Book 3/3)

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Flare POV

I wake up still on the sofa with a neck cramp. Fuck. I sit up slowly and see a tray of food on the floor and a note.

Flare,
I had to go and do some stuff. The foods for you, obviously. You don't have to sleep on the sofa. You can sleep in my bed. I'll take the sofa. I'll be back around 5pm.

Nick x

I smile slightly at the kiss on the end. Wait! what? I fold the note and eat the food. It's really nice. Pancakes and bacon and syrup with strawberries on the side. I quickly drink the chocolate milkshake and then sit on the floor in front of the fire with the blanket wrapped around my self while drawing on the paper Nick gave me.

I had a dream last night.

***dream***

I open my eyes and am met with a pair of ice blue ones. I scramble back at the sight or my father.

He smirks down at me and I cower away. He turns his back for a second and I hear a growl come from his throat.

I quickly stand up and run through the forest. I trip over a tree stump and land on my back.

A huge rusty brown wolf with ice blue eyes snarls in my face. My father. What?

Another, louder growl is heard to my left and I look. A huge chocolate brown wolf with green eyes is stood there. Hackles raised and in a fight position.

He launches itself at my father and takes him down. They start fighting. Teeth snapping. Claws ripping skin. Rolling on the floor.

The chocolate brown wolf snaps my fathers neck and then turns to me. I scramble back out of fear.

Oh. My. God. Nick? The wolf is gone and in its place is Nick stood up with the same green eyes as the wolf.

***end of dream***

I shake my head and focus on the drawing of the chocolate brown wolf fighting the rusty brown wolf.

I make sure you can see both there eyes. I get them just the right colour and get the coats the perfect colour too.

I smile at my finished piece of work and move on to drawing the green eyes of the wolf enlarged. I end up drawing lots of different animals and using most the paper up. Never mind.

The door opens and I spin quickly. I relax slightly when I see it's only Nick and go back to drawing.

"Hey, Flare. What have you done while I was gone?" He asks me. I push the stack of paper towards him and he picks it up.

"Wow. There beautiful Flare. Where did you think of the wolves?" He asks.

I had a dream with them in. I write in a piece of paper. He nods and hands it back.

"Why don't you talk?" I shrug.

Psychological I write down. He furrows his eyebrows in confusion. The reason I flinch too. He nods.

"What size are you so I can get someone to go get you clothes? Even though I like you in my shirt I think you'll feel better in something your size." I nod and write down my size:

Shirts-4
Jeans-2
Shoes-6

His eyes scan over the paper and his eyes widen.

"Those aren't very good sizes. Your tiny but this is too skinny." He says. His eyes glaze over and he looks like he's having a conversation with someone else.