Please Don't Leave Me Behind Again (Completed)

Chapter Three

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**| Kota's POV |**

Sang was a beautiful girl and I had to work hard to not get distracted by her. She was so small and skittish. Her eyes danced around as she took in my bedroom, her slender finger pressed to her lips as she shook with nervous energy.

I pulled out a chair and motioned for her to sit in it. She eyed the chair, the door, and then me. After what seemed like some serious deliberation going on in her mind, she sat down, her body small enough to be able to tuck her feet underneath her with no problems. I followed the movement of her small right hand as it reached up and tucked a couple of blonde strands behind her ear. I couldn't even call her hair blonde, that didn't seem right. Maybe Gabe would have a better name for it but blonde definitely didn't do it justice. There was more to her long locks of hair.

After flashing her a sympathetic smile, I went over to the en suite bathroom and dug out a first aid kit tucked away under the sink. When I came back into the bedroom, I was happy to see her still there. I thought maybe she would have ran off the moment I left the room.

I went over and opened the mini fridge I kept in the bedroom and grabbed a cold water bottle for her. She thanked me as she opened it and took a long drink. She finished off the bottle in eighteen seconds.

I cleared my throat to get her attention as she put the empty bottle onto the desk.

"So, Sang, what made you decide to climb a tree?" I asked as I dug through the kit for a sterile cloth. When I knew I had her attention, I grabbed her arm and straightened it out so I could get a better look at the wound. There was a moment of resistance as her body stiffened but after a moment she let me get a better look at her arm. The wound was dirty, but shallow.

When I was outside walking around with Luke, I happened to glance up and there she was, about to jump. I nearly freaked out. I called out to her and then cursed myself when I surprised her and she fell. It took her twenty-seven seconds before was able to pull herself back up. Twenty-seven seconds too long.

She had caught my attention yesterday. I knew she had a mother, father, and an older sister from the looks of it and yet she was the only one I saw unloading the truck with the movers. Her dad left as soon as he got there and the other two women disappeared into the house. I was curious about her the moment I spotted her. She gave the two movers a shy, uneasy smile and without saying anything, she began carrying in boxes, in and out. Unfortunately, by the time I worked up enough nerve to ask her if she wanted help, she was already done. I only had enough time to introduce myself before I had to pick up Jessica. I didn't even get her name.

At least I had it now.

Sang.

Her name was as beautiful as she was.

I shook my thoughts away and went back to attending to her wounds, wiping the cloth against the scratches on her forearm. After noticing it wasn't bleeding any longer, I looked up at her, realizing she still hasn't answered my question about why she was in the tree.

"Sang?" I questioned, worry creeping into my thoughts. Was she okay? Did she hit her head? She didn't look dazed.

"The sky," she finally whispered.

"The sky?" I tilted my head to the side, silently telling her to explain.

She nodded and licked her lips. "I like being close to the sky. Getting lost in it."