The Greatest Love

Chapter 7

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Light may there be light...




Are those stars I see...




Now I see is pure darkness...



Darkness consumed completely I felt paralyzed unable to move any of my limbs.



Though I felt a warm hand caressed my face their fingers left a trail of fire. As the fingers trailed along my jaw to and down to my neck. The touch seemed to break the dark endless sleep I had.




"Nina come back" said an masculine angel voice. I will. I thought to see who was the sexy voice belongs to I bet it was from a hot guy...



Slowly I open my eyelids at first sight all I was able to see was a blur like having your visison all fogged up. I blinked rapidly to have a clear view but it didn't work my vivsion was still fogged up. Which scared the heck out of me



"I can't see!" I shouted frantically jumping up from my sleeping position. My hands went to rub my eyes frantically try to see clearly, ended up feeling me eyes went raw.



"Nina you're awake!" A voice exclaimed as someone's hand came contact to mine the electrifying sparks I felt made me come to realization.




Looking around my surroundings, I took in that I was in a living in a very familiar one you can say. The chose dull brown wall were covered in family photos and the grandfather clock sat in the middle of the fireplace...



"Nina how are you felling." Said a masculine quite I snapped my attention to the person in front of me.


"Ethan? Where am I? What happened to Damien?" I said worriedly and maybe frantically.




"Nina your at my house, how are you feeling?" He said grabbing both of my trying to call me down which worked. I looked down upon his worried eyes and calmed.


"Pretty okay I guess." I pulled my hand away from his grasp and touch my injure cheek which was throbbing. Surprise to touch it was bandage freshly.



"What happened?" I said hoarsely sniffing worried that I might come up with a cold. I looked closely at Ethan to notice his hair was disheveled which was unusual of him.


"You fainted, I took you to my house and my mother stitched up the the deep wound." He said casually leaving out what had happened between with him and Damien. I wanted to know what 'really' happen but I didn't push it.



Instead I went on a different direction. "Your mother stitched me up?" I asked clearly confused.



Ethan looked at me in clear shock and answered; " My mother is a nurse and she's working at the same hospital as your mother, remember?" He said in a voice which sounded distance and maybe a pitch of hurt?





"Oh I remember." I said lamely I started to move but Ethan stopped me by putting his hand on my arm.



"You should take it easy." He said giving me a glass of water he got from the table. Grabbing the cool water glass immediately I drank the icy water which satisfied my desert throat. Finishing the glass I handed over to Ethan.



"I want to go home." I said with support of the couch I got myself up. Looking over my appearance I was in a monster mess. My hair was sticky with paint, my skin itched with the paint now dried stuck to the skin. Ew.







"Are you sure? You could clean yourself up here." He said he almost sounded pleadingly.


"No I want to go home." I said.



"Fine." He said sounding kind of mad.



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We were driving on the way to my house which was very awkward I wanted to come up something to talk about but finding none to.After a few minutes of awkwardness Ethan broke the ice.



"Why did you broke 'his' phone?" He asked. I looked up to see his gaze was out on the ride and his face was blank.



"Well that's what he get for going over my limit" I said looking out of the glass window wonder what was this going on.




"Oh." He said simply and letting it drop.




Oh? Just oh!? Well at least we were having a conversation which is a thing we hadn't done for a while. Not to mention he seemed to care.



"Ethan I-" I started to say but the car came to a complete stop and I looked out to see were parked in front of my house.



"We're here, goodbye." He said clicking the door open looking away from me.


"Bye." I said. Hurt that he didn't want to here what I wanted to say. Getting out of his car I heard the roared of the engine, but I didn't dare to look back. I went inside my house which was empty as usual.



Going inside my small bedroom stripping myself from dirty clothes I got myself inside the bath tub. Turning on the faucet to cold water I collapsed myself and cried.



I don't know why, but I cried my heart out.















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The throbbing pain in my forhead woked me up from my dreamless slumber as I turned on my left side of the bed. Groaning in pain as I lightly touch my bandage cheek. The bedroom door open, were my mother enter.



"Nina, I'm going to come home late so don't stay up to late. Okay?" She said already dressed in her nurse uniform. The stench of the tangy perfume burned my nose I so badly wanted to gagged.



No 'good morning sweet heart'? Or how about; 'How are you feeling'?




She rushed out of my bedroom, not waiting for my response. I couldn't help but notice that she has put on more make up than necessary.




Why should I bother I'm not her mother? Though the woman with the nurse uniform isn't a mother to me. She didn't even questioned my bandaged cheek or
said good morning to me.





I sighed, stretching my arms and legs hearing the crack of my bones made me shiver. But I stop once my injured cheek hit the pillow ,the scorching pain made me rolled out of the bed. Hitting the wooden floorboards made the pain feel so much better.




"Ugh best day ever." I groaned I got myself up and headed to the bathroom to clean myself up. I was quite in shock to look in the mirror that the sick looking girl staring back at me is me.






My usual slight strawberry blonde curls is now flat, tangled, and dead looking. The usual cream color in my face has the color of the dead,bruised and my muddy brown eyes looked even more dead. Those chapped dry lips made me look so much beautiful. But the worst part was my left cheek, out of curiousity, I lift up the cloth bandage I couldn't help but gagged. The stitches were rigidly and scorch black. God I exactly look like a zombie, an ugly one.





After a quick shower I put on some short shorts pjs and a baby blue singlet. Takin my Little Mermaid blanket I went down stairs putting the blanket on the yellowed couch I went straight to the kitchen to make some breakfast. I looked in the fridge and groaned to see there was no food if you count the half of gallon of milk and a few green limes.






Sure enough when I shut the fridge door angrily, money was pin down with a magnet and a note to buy the groceries. Doesn't that woman know that I'm sick with a fever and has no car to go to the stupid grocery store! But no excuse me she gets all preppy and has time to go on a date after work while I sickly have to buy the groceries.





My stomach grumbled painfully interrupting my complained thought. I settled in for some oatmeal, sitting down on the couch I turned on the TV. I was ramming through the channels finding something good to watch. But it will be next to impossible with basic cable. Though I finally settle down on some cartoon.





"Hmhm Spongebob." I said starting to relax myself wrapping the blanket around me. Laughing when Patrick went on to dressed up as Patricia.



"Well at least I took the day off from school." Sighing I took a mouthful of oatmeal when realization kicked in and I almost choke on the oatmeal.






"Darn! I have the history project due tomorrow!" I screeched out loud, it echoed throughout the empty. Great now I'm talking to myself and the project is due tomorrow. I bet that my 'partner' Damien has absolutely made no progress on anything.



Might as well do it in my own. Here I thought I would have a day of relaxation, getting up the couch which took a lot of energy to do not to mention I had a fever. I was going up stairs when the door bell rang.






"Well who could that be." I said to myself, seriously who could that be my 'suppose' friends? Wait! It's the the time of month were girls scouts sell cookies!



I swung the the door open gleefully hoping to be the girls scouts, cookies here I come. But the image of me sitting down the couch enjoying thin mints disappear when I saw him.


Him! The last person I would expect to be here...



"Well don't you look like a princess today." He said, smirking.






Cookies...?













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I wonder who could that be? 8)


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Also who saw the movie "The Conjuring"? What did you guys think about the movie?
I just saw it today with my sister and I was so freaked out and scared! I think I'm going back to sleep with a night light on... O.O




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