Chapter 3

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So I kinda said I'd update but I went to a convention and I lost track of time XD

Anyways here's the next chapter. Hope you enjoy :)

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I pulled my jacket around my shoulders. It was a cold day, but for the first time in almost a month, I was outside the hospital. I saw him leaning against the wall, almost like he was waiting for me.

I flipped the page.

When he saw me, his face brightened up in acknowledgement. He walked over and grabbed my wrist. I tried to struggle free, but he pulled me along.

Somewhere.

The entire month we talked. We grew to know and trust each other, but this was ridiculous.

"Stop," I said. "Where are you taking me, what's going on?"

He put his finger on my mouth to silence me. When I looked around to see where we are, I saw my apartment building close by. He had taken me home.

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He didn't leave until after I was safely home and in bed. He stayed while I tried to eat (still not working) and when I changed into pajamas (he went into the other room). He seemed so protective and kind to me, I almost forgot it was him who attacked me in the first place. I stared at the dead flower on the window ledge.

I flipped the page.

I didn't see him for a week. That week was the most painful week of my life. I was hungry but I couldn't eat. I was tired but I couldn't sleep. I wasn't sick but everything was so painful, so tiring.

After a week there was a knock on my door. I didn't feel strong enough to get out of bed but I did. I did in hopes he could help me. I walk across the room and open the door.

And there he was.

He held a small package that smelled really good. I mean like really good. Almost like freshly baked cookies, or maybe even soup still on the stove. I asked him what was in the package but he just smiled. He told me to wait and be patient. He told me to sit down. He told me to close my eyes.

I listened.

I sat on my bed, crossed-legged, and my eyes closed like he asked. I him pull my mouth open and he lowered something into my mouth.

And dear God it tasted amazing.

I hadn't even asked for help and I was feeling better. After I had finished whatever food he brought me I wasn't hungry anymore. I wasn't tired anymore. I wasn't in pain anymore. I laid down my bed and I sighed. I felt so much better.

"You can open your eyes now."

I did and I looked around. There was the small package, but there was something wrong with it. I felt around my mouth with my tongue and I looked at the ripped paper.

There was blood all over it.

He flipped the page.

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So this is chapter 3 YAY AN UPDATE :P

Again it's a little short but I'm still figuring out where I want to take this fanfic so bear with me until I decide what the ACTUAL story is going to be like :P

THANK YOU SO MUCH for reading, if you enjoyed my writing please comment or even vote? :D anyway until next time, friends!

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