Violet's POV
I had my first hearty meal in a long time. I still don't understand why I couldn't say no to him for paying for the whole meal. I know I would have had to use up all that I had saved up so far but I usually don't give in this much. What is wrong with me? I shouldn't have even let him take me here in the first place. I guess I just wished I still had my parents with me and didin't have to suffer much. I wished I had all those things I did when I was young.
The story I told Nathan about my passion for music was true. Only, it all happened in the past and when future past us by life took me on a grieving journey. Now, in the present things are supposedly getting more and more confusing and harder for me.
Although this bed that I'm lying on is incredulously comfortable I have to stay awake a little longer. I can't stay here. He said he was going to drop me off at my place in the morning, but, where is my place? I don't have any. I'll just have to sneak out when he's sleeping. Right now it looks like he's preparing for tomorrow's lesson.
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I was with my mum and dad. We were sitting at the park having a picnic. My mum offered me a sandwhich. My favourite, egg salad. Then a little boy with curly hair came along and asked me if I wanted to play with him. I got up and ran after him. He passed me the string to the kite but the string couldn't hold the strength of the wind and it snapped. The pretty red kite flew away in the wind being carried away by the whistling of the wind to a faraway place never to be seen again.
Then, I was in the car. Mum and dad were at the front and the little boy I saw ust now was sitting right beside me. Then it happened. It was like a roller coaster ride gone wrong. I kept my eyes closed cause I didin't want to see anything that was going on. I could only hear the beating of my heart and the partial screams that came out of us.
The car stopped. I opened my eyes and all I could see was the colour red. Everywhere. On my parents, on the boy and even a little on me. I was hanging upside down. I didin't know what to do, so, I just sat there. My leg was stuck and it was bleeding profusely. I just sat and waited and waited looking at the motionless body of my parents and the little boy.
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I woke up with a jolt and was covered in sweat. I had dozed off. It was already 5.a.m and I have to leave now. I got up and went to the kitchen like I was getting a glass of water. He's not in the living room so he must be asleep. I got my clothes from the dryer and changed into them. Then I put his clothes into the wash and got my books into my bag. I decided to go out the back door and jump over the fence to neighbour's house instead since the front door creaked when he opened the door to let me in just now.
I had to go out as silently as I could so I didin't wake him. I made over the fence and to the next road. It seemed like his house is quite a distance from where I'm staying.
It's already 6.30 a.m by the time I reach my place. I only had an hour to get ready and get to school in time. I rushed around like a mad dog. On the way to school I was practically running as I had to be in school by seven.
I reached school just as the bell rang. Only when my first class of the day started that I realized that I had to avoid Mr.Sykes for the rest of the day. Well, atleast till I have my music lesson. I just hope he doesn't ask me anything during music when everyone will be there. I hope he'll wait to see me till our lesson starts. I hope he isn't mad for my sudden disapperance in the morning. I mean, it must be weird not only to have your student stay over at your house for the night but to see her missing when you wake up is even worse. Come on Violet concentrate. a= x+b

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Who Can I Trust? - ( A Nathan Sykes Fanfiction )
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