Top Secret 2[ON HOLD]

Chapter Four:

Other Point of View:

The atmosphere around me was calm, collected, and relaxed. I didn't know where I was, but I knew it seemed familiar to me somehow. I couldn't place where I was feeling this imagery and memory from but I could tell I was not home.

I looked around and saw that I was in an elegant bedroom, it looked as if it was old French royal style. The windows were holding a long, red curtain that looked as if it was stiched by hand with gold thread. The walls were covered in baby blue and gold linings and paints. The ceiling carried a beautiful painting on it, probably referring to a biblical allusion. The bed I was in was a huge cherry oak frame, the mattress was about the size of a california king, and there was a drapery around the roof of the bed frame. I felt around the bed and the sheets were so soft, I had never felt anything like them before in my life.

I rolled over to my side, to see a small kitten in the corner of the room who looked just like a kitten I used to have named "Belle." The kitten I was looking at was cleaning herself a little, she was black and grey striped and had piercing blue eyes. She had a pink bow around her gold collar, and she had little bells attached as well.

She must've noticed I was watching her because she looked up mid cleaning and mewed at me. She made a cute little snorting noise, and made her way over to my bed. She looked up and I guess she was waiting for me to tell her it was okay, because when I told her to hop up she hopped right up next to me.

She poked her head around my body, and then started licking me with her weird cat tongue and it made me cringe but giggle.

I sat myself up, and picked her up. I held her close to my chest and I scratched the top of her head and she seemed to love it  because it was no mistake that she was purring. She was so soft, and lovable I just wanted to wrap her up and take her home with me.

She nibbled on my fingers as I played with her mouth, it seemed as if she really was a young little kitten.

"Do you like when you eat my fingers, kitty?" I ask, softly.

"I see your awake." A female voice says, from the door that shut closed.

I watch as a somewhat tall girl walked in. She had long, curly blonde hair, she had a fair complexion and she was skinny. She sat down in a chair next to my bed, and stared at me. Her eyes were a blue green color, like half and half was blue and green in both eyes.

"Who are you?" I ask.

"My name is Eclaire." She speaks in a french accent that I hadn't noticed when she first spoke to me.

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Sorry this chapter was a filler guys, but if you can get me to 500+ reads I will update and reveal everything about this Eclaire.