Appreciation

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Short Story (I wrote this for english)

I guess it's true, "You don't appreciate some things until you lose them," I scoffed, shifting my gaze. I couldn't see anything but darkness. "Fiorae, stop being so down. I will find out who did this to you." I heard someone scold me. Pretty sure it was Nullas. I offered him a scowl with no reply.

Let's go back to the start. Three weeks ago Nullas and I were walking from a day out with friends, however when we arrived home the door was open. As we entered someone attacked me, knocking me out. I heard later on that Nullas had tried to stop the attacker.

After all that I had woken up in complete darkness. Turned out I was in a hospital room and the attack had left me blinded and vulnerable. Nullas never left my side even when I was discharged from the hospital. As soon as I was discharged, Nullas was charged with being my guide.

When I was home with Nullas he would do everything he could to help me with my newfound blindness as well as trying to find the assailant. He used every resource he had to try and find the attacker. Every morning when I woke up he would describe something he thought was beautiful to me. It was a very sweet gesture.

However I still hated having to be guided everywhere. I hated not being able to see what was right in front of me. I hated not knowing who assaulted me. I hate knowing that even though he won't tell me, that Nullas was stressing. That he was so anxious he couldn't sleep. But I loved how he made it his job to make sure I was happy even though he was in such a hard situation.

"Hey Fiorae," Looking in the direction of his voice, I sat up from my bed, "I got something to show you!" I heard the excitement in his voice, though I was getting a headache because of it. "What is it?" I groaned, my voice muffled. "Just get up so I can show you,"

Walking downstairs was not my forte. Whenever I did, I would trip and nearly fall down, so from then on Nullas always carried me down. Which is what he was doing now. Apparently whatever he wanted to 'show' me was in the basement.

"So where are we going Nullas?" I asked, curious about what he wanted to show me. The only response I got was a slight hum. As we descended further down the stairs, I heard muffled yelling and started to get really anxious. "Nullas, What's going on?" I asked, though it came out a little harsher than I meant.

He didn't reply and kept going until we were standing front of the person who was emitting the muffled yelling. I was starting to get scared. "Nullas, what the hell's going on?" I asked. He had yet to put me down and began to tighten his grip on me. I heard him snort smugly.

"What do you mean, Fiorae? I simply caught the man who attacked you." He sneered, his grip on me was getting really tight. It began to hurt. "Nullas, let go!" I yelped, his grip was really hurting me. "Nullas! Your hurting me," I screamed at him.

He dropped me onto the ground before I felt him kneel in front of me. "Fiorae, don't raise your voice to me," Nullas growled, I could feel his breath on my face. I was starting to get scared. Nullas was never like this. He was never ever like this, not even when he was furious at someone. "Fiorae, this man hurt you. He is the reason you are blind." He growled once more, though this time it sounded much more malicious than before.

"N-nullas, Why- why did you not just take him to the police?" I asked, fear seeping into my voice as I moved away from where I depicted him to be. He didn't need to do this, I didn't want anyone dead because of me. I don't care if they are the reason I'm blind, the burden of knowing they died because of me would be to much to handle.

"No, they won't do jack sh*t about this!" He shouted standing up, "I want him to be held responsible for what he did. And being sent to prison for a year or two isn't enough." I heard the sound of a gun being loaded. "So, I'm going to make sure he gets what he deserves. And I think he deserves to die for hurting my girlfriend, don't you?" He asked, I practically heard the malicious grin in his voice.

"What- I don't think anyone deserves to die!" I shouted at him, "Also Nullas I am NOT  your girlfriend," I was beyond angry. I was also scared beyond belief. My best friend declares me his girlfriend and thinks he is going to kill someone because they attacked me.

"Now, now no need to be so shy," He was mocking me. Before I could retort I heard a single gunshot.  "Woops, my finger slipped." Nullas began laughing darkly. I could feel tears start to stream down my cheeks. My breathing began to become uneven. I couldn't believe it. How could he do that with not even a shred of remorse.

"H-how," My voice was caught in my throat. I couldn't talk. I couldn't breath. I was frozen with not only terror but remorse. I felt him cradle me in his arms. Whispering sweet nothings into my ear to try and soothe me. That did nothing but make me more fearful as the tears began to stream down my cheeks at a faster rate.

"You know, He wasn't the one who attacked you?"

Those were the last words I heard before I faded into
unconsciousness.

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