Hannah POV
I can feel a storm coming, clouds were forming and I hated the sight of it, I love the rain but have the thunder. Its like uneasy feeling in my stomach, I love winter but I hate the storms.
I was in my bed room staring out of the full body window. I loved it here, my apartment was modern and I loved it that way, modern with its big body glass and futuristic doors and colors I just love the feel of it all, I stared out the window watching people walk and car racing by, it was oddly enjoyable.
I then turned back to my painting, finally complete. It strikes a little bit of fear in me, just with how graphic it is. I tried to capture the brutal side of slavery, it was all brutal but still. I made it that someone is being harshly wiped by the plantation owner while his men hold back the women and children. Only him and his Wifes hands are almost touching but not quite.
I put down my paint brush and signed, I hope we win whatever the prize is. I mean we have worked hard on this but we haven't rehearsed, mark and alpha hate each other, well I hate alpha too but that's not the point, we couldn't rehearse as we all hate each other so much.
I couldn't help but feel sad, this sad day reminded me of my family, my lost family, I hated not knowing who they were and what they did... I wanted go know them all so badly, hug them, embrace them. I don't even have my memory to remind me of them not a happy one at least.
"I wish you were here... I miss you..." I sighed. I stood up and got showered, got changed and grabbed a drink of water.
When I was drinking it, it made me want to be sick, it was almost like drinking acid, burning my throat and making me hurt. What is this? I shook it off letting the pain die down after 30 seconds before wanting some left overs that was in the fridge, Pizza leftover sounds good.
I put it in the microwave and then afterwards I took a bite. Only to have the same feeling in my throat. I spat out the mouthful of pizza and ran to the bathroom, bringing up that water and pizza I had just consumed, but, something also came up, blood.
I flushed the toilet and looked into the mirror, pulling out a Torch from under the sink and shining it to see the back of my throat. Everything looks fine to me. Hmmmm. Nothing I should be worried about and yet I was, I was bringing up blood which is not normal at all. I took a mouth full of mouth wash and swirled it around in my mouth and spitting it out.
*knock knock*
I switched off the torch and opened the door to see mark.
"mark!" I smiled hugging him. I know its been like 3 hours since we saw each other but I miss him, I'm not the clingy type but I just really wanted to see him.
"Heya Hannah how are you?" he asked hugging me back, pulling me tighter.
"yeah I'm good how about you?" I say pulling away slightly, no need to tell him about my being sick or anything, No point really, I don't want him to worry.
"yeah I'm good I felt a storm coming and I brought a back pack over so you won't be alone. I hope that's okay with you?"
"of course it is come on"
He stepped in and I took his bag and put it in my room he followed and pulled me in for a kiss. It was turning into a make out but I pulled away smiling. He always does these sort of things, it catches me off guard all the time that's why I'm always so surprised.
"that was sudden" I chuckled.
"yeah it was, here ill shove some music on" he walked over to my stereo and put on some piano covers of different songs, the medley was chilled and smooth, I have a wide range of music from piano to rock from rock to pop.
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