{12} Behind Her Lost Childhood

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A/N: So hey everyone! Today I have both good news and bad news. Well let's start with the bad. We've have 12 more chapters and the book will be complete. But the good new are that there will be book 2 so no worries XD! Not edited by the way.
Well, further than that, please enjoy😄!
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         What's going on? Where am I now? Who cares? The breeze feels so great as it passes through my face. I open my eyes slowly and see a tree above me. It have oranges to. It looks fruity and fresh! I want some! I stand up and try to grab one, but I can't reach! Why?

"Here," my eyes turns to my right side and gazes at a little kid. He's kind of cute with a cute voice of course . His reaching his hand out with an orange on his palm. I grab it and nod. He looks taller than me, now that I give him another look. How's that even possible?

I shot him another glance from head to toe this time and see his black hair flying with the flow, blue twinkling eyes staring back at me, and pinkish smiling lips. He would be so hot if he grew up well. I spaced out in him somehow.

     "Hey, looks like we finally found you hahaha!" that voice. Yes that's the voice that was hunting me down yesterday. I turn to my back and see kids who look 10. Even they look young as him. Yes that guy who gave me an orange.

"C'mon! We need to runaway!" he grabs my wrist and starts running. His white hands kept in touch with mine until we reached a playground.
" We're safe here," he is says as he catches his breath. I turn at the back and see a reflection of me. No, not me, but the 10 year old me. The me that always had pigtails beside her ears and wore nerdy eyeglasses and braces. I don't remember anything in those days, but I know that they're not worth the remember.

"Hi, I am Marts, they it actually starts with letter 'H' but I just don't know how to pronounce it," he laughed a bit as he closed his eyes in relaxation. His smile reminds me of another smile. A smile that smiled at me once and comforted my heart with kindness forever. He somehow looks like Kevin. Ahh yeah, wasn't I just in prison a moment ago? Where am I now?

"We caught you!" my hair is getting pulled from behind . It hurts. I try not to scream but I end up tearing up.
"Leave her alone!" that boy, he is pulling them away. It hurts even more now.
"O-ouch," I groan in pain as I bit my lip.
I need to get back.

"You"

Kevin's words flashed back. I remember everything. We were in the bathroom and then I don't remember what happens next. In anyway, I need to get out of here first.

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" Kevin," I reach my hands out. No one can hear me.

" Ohh," I heard them say in union.

" Wait, this makes no sense at all. So all of this means that you're Raven's childhood friend?" Eric. It's Eric's voice I know it well. It's sweet and not so deep.

" Kevin," my eyes starts to open slowly and I see my hand trying to reach the air.
My vision is a bit blurry but I can see him. He looks like Kevin so much.

" Ohh look she woke up!" Andrew. It's Andrew. I know it. My vision begins to clear itself now. I rest my hand on the bed and take a look around. Everyone's eyes are on me, except him. He's looking at the small window with sun shining through it. And smiling. That smile is just the best.

       " You're Marts right?" I say quietly. My voice is tired and low, I don't think he even heard me, did he? I turn to the guys and give them a little smile to comfort them.

" It Harts you dumb, didn't I tell you they write it as 'H'?" I gulp for a moment. Or no not gulp I literally freeze in my place. Wait my heart is feeling nonsense right now what's going on?

" What? Wait, what am I saying? What's going on? Who am I?!" I clench my hands to the white bed sheet. I feel sweat going down from my forehead. I remember everything that happened. Remembering it makes me feel like there is still someone pulling my hair. I feel sane.

" You're Raven Stevens," he turns to me. He pauses then smiles.

" And my childhood classmate," and then turns back away after saying those words. What's wrong with this smile? He seems so happy and I am about to turn to a psycho here. What is there to be so happy about?

" A spoiled brat like you doesn't deserve to be here,"

A tear streams down the way on my check although my eyes are still settled on you after all that. My thoughts drowned me and got me through all the memories again. He still is looking away and smiling as the sun shines through him. My heartbeat? I don't feel its existence.

Ahh now that I think about it, you've grown up well.

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A/N: I know I am so late but really I have a lot of assignments and stuff. Please bare with me and I am so sorry. Please vote and comment if you liked it. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Thanks for reading and have a nice day :D!

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