[jade parson]
my cheeks were puffy, red and raw to the touch. he swore he wouldn't do it again, his apologizes flew out of his pale mouth without meaning. i shivered, my body was cold, that was my fault-- i ran off without a jacket.
i so desperately wanted to be held, taken care of and nurtured, but i had no one but that lying bastard with piercing light brown eyes. "i'm freezing," my throat manages a small mumble, the cold wind was freezing at my throat and fingertips. my brittle, malnutrition hair flopped against my back as the wind blew it, small snowflakes were scattering from the dark grey clouds. sadly, every time the wind blew i would be reminded that, he had hurt me, again. "why am i so naive? of course, he'd do it again, every thing he has ever said was a fùcking lie." the anger in my voice, stronger.
"you fucking liar!" i roared angrily, as i shoved a brick wall beside me, almost as if i thought it would actually move. my breathing was labored, as i began to tear up once again, not because of what he did, but because of what i believed.
"is everything alright?" a voice slid through the frigid air, when i looked up a glowing pair of light green eyes were watching me, with sadness, probably even more pity.
"not exactly," sarcasm rolled off my awfully dry tongue, he watched at me, eyes slowly roaming from the red marks on my cheeks to the bareness of my arms. "here come inside, you're going to freeze if you stay out here much longer." i didn't many options, so i applied. the thoughts of his personal being harmfully and bad in nature never came up, personally i didn't think i cared too much about that. all i knew was that i was freezing and i was tired, so tired.
"how long have you been outside in the cold?" my shoulders shrug, i honestly had no clue, i would assume a long amount of time since my lips were almost fully blue and my face was drained of color. "i don't know," i mumble as this male leaves me alone in his living room.
"is coffee fine?" i nod, without warning. he smiles softly and heads into his kitchen. maybe all people aren't disgusting lying monsters.
"here you go, um here's some cream, sugar." he sits small packages of sugar and cream next to the shiny black mug. "th-thanks."
"no problem, you seemed a bit angry out there, are you okay, anything i can help you with, miss?"
"are you usually this nice to strangers?" he doesn't say anything for a second then he smiles, "well no, but you weren't wearing a jacket and it's below freezing outside, and you were crying so i figured i would help you." he takes a sip of his coffee, i sit there awkwardly until i finish my coffee, "thanks again, i really appreciate your kindness." i stand up, my feet ache.
"wait, what's your name?"
"jade." i smiles slightly, i didn't want to ruin anymore of this sweet man's time. "i'm elijah. hold on for a second." he quickly stands up and rushes into a different room and comes back with a thick coat, hat and scarf.
"so you won't be cold." my mind was saying, the elijah guy was way too nice, yet i appreciated it. "a-are you sure? i don't w--"
"i'm sure jade, it's the least i could do." i toss the items onto my person and turn my head towards the door, "thank you elijah,"
"i know i don't know you, but here's my number. just in case you ever need a friend." my fingers gently grasped the piece of paper, and slid into the jacket pocket, "see you again, jade."
"see ya."
merry christmas!
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