Blood Legacy (Rewritten)

6.

As soon as the door of my room slammed shut behind me, all those tears started to run free down my cheeks, letting my back slide down against it before my bum touched the carpeted floor.

A tiny sob escaped my lips, quickly covering them with my hand as I didn't want Dre to hear me.

I couldn't tell her. There was no possible way for her to believe such a thing...

That now, I wasn't dreaming about those golden eyes anymore. Because now they were real. They weren't just a nightmare anymore.

Another hiccup tore its way through my throat as my mind replayed over and over again those moments, irrational and violent fear taking over my entire being, so violent and powerful that it made me feel so paranoid and unsafe. So I raised myself back up to my feet and made a beeline straight to the french doors of my balcony and locked them up, even drawing my curtains together too.

I did not want him to accidentally discover where I lived or which one was my room, I didn't even want to see him or have him go near me ever again.

I shivered as those glowing eyes flashed before my own yet again, making me feel so small, so scared and lonely within the darkened confinements of my room, feeling like a little child left to fend off the monsters in their closet.

Except that this monster wasn't a figment of my wild imagination.

No. This one was as real as they get.

I sniffled again, wiping away that wetness off my cheeks, and made my way to my bathroom as I still felt so repulsed by the remainder of his touch, that dull pain still present in my bones as he'd gripped me so tightly. There were bruises already forming around my wrists like a pair of thick bracelets, their color mixing between yellow and mild purple.

I will need to use some foundation on that.

I sighed and moved to quickly discard my clothes, taking a long and hot shower before going to bed for the rest of the day and night.

I even skipped dinner as I could not even bring myself to forcefully smile and act like everything was okay in front of my sister and mom.

So when morning came I was already awake as I didn't get much sleep anyway, my mind still tortured and tired as I sat up and chewed at my bottom lip, anxiously thinking about another encounter with Nathan within the school's hallways.

I didn't want to go. I just wanted to stay in my room and hide until he somehow magically disappeared from Green Hills altogether.

Unfortunately, I knew that was not possible as I couldn't do that without having my sister, mom, and friends start freaking out and try to discover what was really going on with me.

So I took a deep breath and forced myself to climb down from my bed, mentally chanting that I just had to be strong and resilient as I went and did my morning routine, washing, applying some mild make-up and dressing myself up all colorful and lovely like always as I didn't want to appear any different.

I just needed to be the same Carrie again, at least until I could find a way to escape from him.

"Ready sis?"

I was mildly startled in my spot and I almost screamed, dropping my phone in the process as Dre had entered my room in a loud and uncaring way, scaring the living daylights out of me.

"Whoah!"

She let out a small laugh as she watched me clumsily try to catch my phone mid-air for two times, unfortunately only managing to have it slip from my hands before it fell on the carpeted floor with a muffled thud.