Daisy & Edmond.

Memories

~Edmond~

Memories. That's what I have. I have really great ones and horrible ones. They had taken me into the woods and tortured me. beat me and burned me until they lost interest with me.

But I have good memories too. Of Daisy. Of Isaac, Piper, and aunt Penn. I miss them. I want to talk but I can't. I'm scared to and I don't know why.

I'm scared if I start talking I'll start crying and I won't stop. I want to be able to hold Daisy and help her again.

I don't understand how Daisy is still holding it together. Does she still love me? I want to show her how much I love her but it's hard to do that without words.

Every time I fall asleep I have nightmares that the war isn't over. It's terrifying. I hear bombs in the distance still sometimes but I know it's just my mind playing tricks on me.

Poor Piper, she doesn't understand why I won't talk and she thinks I'm mad at her.

I hear a faint tapping on my door. It startles me out of my thoughts. The door creaks open slowly and Daisy peeks her head in. My room was pretty dark the only light was shining on my bed but I was in the corner where it was dark, she probably couldn't see me.

"Edmond?" She called into my room. I love how she said my full name and the way she said it. She stepped in and walked over to my bed.

I crept over to the door and closed it quietly. I came up to Daisy from behind and held her and gently kissed her neck.

She turned around and I kissed her lips. for the first time in a long time I felt alive again. 

"Cousin Daisy, Isaac is here!" Piper came crashing in through my bedroom door and Daisy pulled away from me quickly.

I was sure Isaac was dead, but I guess not.