he hasn't came out of his room for about two hours now. something inside me is worried for him but at the same time i don't care.
i stand in front of the door listening to nothing but silence. my hand comes up to the door but i let it slide down to the handle where i stop. you're not going to open that door mab, because you don't care about your kidnapper.
taking a step back from the door, i head down the stairs to the living room giving harry space. looking around at the walls, i look at more pictures of harry with his family. stopping in front of a mirror; i notice my face. my eyes look droopy, with purple marks under them. my chapped lips, messed up hair from lack of showering and grooming. then looking at my lips, i notice I'm smiling.
actually smiling.
it soon fades away. i've become too soft and too weak. this isn't what i want. "i don't want to be weak or soft!" i mumble to myself, walking away from the mirror as quickly as possible.
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just another day//h.s.
Fanfictionit's just another day for mab. her days consist of seeing the same man stalking her. but she's never told anyone since she isn't bothered or scared by him. in fact, mab doesn't show any kind of emotions. she's as cold as a rock until this man kidnap...
