Viktor's door was cracked and no one was in there. I walked in and laid the coat at the foot of his bed. His walls were painted a dark blue, like the color of his eyes, and seemed to cast a shadow over everything. There was another door that was also cracked open. It appeared to lead to a bathroom. No fair. Why does he get one of his own?
I thought I saw something shifting around in the darkness so I crept closer a step.
"What are you doing in my room?" I jumped and looked at Viktor, who was staring me down from the doorway.
"Uh, I was just..." I trailed off nervously and gestured to the coat.
"Leaving?" He growled.
"Yeah." I let out a breath and walked to the door. He didn't move out of my way once I got there. He just glared down at me. What did I ever do to him? I looked down to avoid his gaze and my eyes caught on my bandaged hand. He was so contradictory.
He finally moved aside and I could leave the room. Everyone ate lunch alone or with friends. Once I had finished eating Aunt Ellie gave me a sandwich for Filat. I passed Viktor on the stairs and refused to make eye contact. Suddenly it was just like high school. Don't look at the people who hurt you even if you see them all the time. The older you get the harder it is.
"Filat."I nudged his shoulder and set the plate on his chest. That woke him right up.
"No wonder Viktor has a thing for you." He said as he pushed himself up a bit.
"He does not." I disagreed and sat on the edge of the bed.
"He does. He just won't admit it." He said around a massive bite of sandwich.
"It doesn't make any sense." I continued to argue. He's treated me rather badly since I got here. How could he possibly have "a thing" for me?
Filat chuckled and shook his head. "Viktor never makes sense, Snezhinka."
Tell me something I don't know.
Chapter Three: Disturbance
Night three of my stay in Russia proved to be the most terrifying thing I had ever experienced.
In my unconsciousness I could have sworn I heard something. However, it took a long time to pull through the wall of dreams and realize the disturbance wasn't something I had imagined. The sound was muffled by distance so I lied there, trying to decipher what it was. It almost sounded like chairs being overturned.
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The Cold North
Hombres LoboSophia Rainsford is sent with two friends to spend a few months in Russia with her aunt and uncle. A nice relaxing winter after finishing high school was all she had expected out of the trip. She was not aware that her aunt and uncle were housing fi...
