Chapter 6

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I awoke to the sound of birds and the streaming of blinding sunlight pouring in through the windows. The entire room was white, the walls, the floors, my bed. I sighed. I did not remember anything: what I had done last night; how I got here, but I knew that I would not have brought myself here, so I was curious. Sighing, I wanted to turn away to sleep some more, as a headache had sprung up as soon as I woke up. My eyes closed again as I moved to lean on my left arm to sleep some more. An agonisingly sharp pain ran up my arm and I lay defeated on my back. Cautiously, I wanted to see what the pains were. I lifted up one of my arms and found out that it was bound in bandages, with small patches of red staining. I carefully unbound the bandages and was greeted with the scars that covered my arms. Some were quite old, and had dried up, but others seemed fairly recent, and still seeped out tiny spots of blood, which stuck to the bandage, only making it more painful as I unwound the bandages. I sighed again and wound the bandages back around to prevent any more bleeding.

Somebody walked into the room, but I didn't notice until I had had drank some water to help with the ringing headache that I had. I opened them again to see who it was.

"Hello, frog. How are you today? Feeling any better?" Arthur walked in and put a box of chocolates on my bedside cabinet. I smiled.

"Better than the worst I could have been" I replied.

"What do you mean by 'the worst'?" He tilted his head to the side and looked at me

"Dead"

He didn't say anything and I felt slightly awkward. Why did I say that? I turned my head away and did not look at him. He looked away also and we did this for a short time, neither of us really knowing what to say to the other.

I wanted to break the silence so I turned my head to say something to him, but was cut off by his kiss.

Arthur was kissing me.

Why?

He didn't love me..

So why?

I didn't pull away but felt tears begin to prick my eyes as we kissed. I closed them and welcomed his kiss. I didn't open them even as tears began to seep down my cheeks. I had not felt this before, and I didn't know why I felt like this. This was a moment that I wished would last forever. My heart began to melt as his warm lips were pressed against mine. You only kiss when you are in love

I wasn't ready for this, and I wasn't feeling this normally when I kissed ((A.N I'm sorry.. I was listening to All About Us by He is We whilst writing. Check it out!))

He pulled away and leaned across me. I opened my eyes, and tears blurred my vision, but I was happy when I focused and stared into his clear green eyes.

"Francis. I l-love y-y-you. I c-care about y-you" He stuttered as I saw tears forming in his eyes. I smiled timidly and he used the tips of his fingers to wipe my tears away, the warmness pleasing me. My cheeks glowed red and he smiled back.

"I-I.... lo-" I couldn't get the words out, but he shushed me with another quick and gentle kiss.

"Don't talk" He said and I obeyed him.

I loved him.

I didn't want to die when I knew someone loved me

It is the worst feeling.

And I had experienced this a long time ago

((A.N I'm sorry for making this so short... I wanted this chapter to end in a tense way, and yeh. But.. I'm feeling happy right now, so 2 chapters for today! :) )) 

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