Unseen | ✔

11 | EIGHTEEN

"In this part of the story, I am the one who dies." — Pablo Neruda

[11]

EVERYTHING KIND OF seems to have come to a slow. It is him and me. His grey, stormy eyes are staring into my own blue ones. The only thing I can hear is the constant sound of my heartbeat.

And every so often, it skips a beat.

It is like we aren't standing in a whole room full of people who are complete strangers, or that David is watching me from a few meters away. Nothing matters.

Me and him. Him and I. Us.

Suddenly, someone throws their arms around my neck. I'm startled and jump back in surprise. I blink a numerous amount of times before looking to see who has attacked me.

Lily.

"Oh. My. God," Lily emphasis. "I can't believe you left me, you're such a bitch!" She gently slaps my arm in a playful way. I smile and roll my eyes. 

"Ye - " I cut myself off and freeze.

Only talk if you've been given permission.

I hastily look around before my eyes meet with David's. His cold stare is deadly. I look down and walk away from Lily, she stops me though.

"Hey, where are you going? I haven't seen you in so long and you haven't even formally met my brother." My eyes stay on the ground, not daring to look up.

A firm hand is placed on my shoulder making me flinch. My body goes stiff. It is a slight movement but I'm sure if you concentrate hard enough, you'd be able to pick it up.

"Sorry Lily, I have to steal my sister away for a chat, if that's okay with you, of course?" Lily had no other choice but to agree.

Everyone at school thinks that David is so protective of me. A lot of people know not to hurt me. David doesn't care if they hurt me, he cares that he wasn't the one that hurt me first.

Lily nods her head. 

"Oh yeah, that's cool." She waves her hand dismissively. David leads me away from Lily. I quickly glance back to Adam.

Our eyes connect for one last time before he disappears out of my sight. We walk up a series of stairs before we come to a room with a beautiful piano sitting in the middle.

Again, I look around in utter amazement, completely oblivious to the fact that David has a murderous look on his face. Maybe I'm just trying to ignore the fact that I'm not a big fan of getting hurt.

His hands grab me by the hair and he then pushes me onto the floor. I land with a loud thud. It isn't painful, it just surprises me. I stand back up and face David.

He doesn't get to see me weak. No one does.

David throws a punch to my stomach. It is hard and powerful. It's like he is trying to prove he has more dominance over me. He is my master and I am his pet.

I double over in pain onto the ground. Again, I pick myself up and face him. This angers David a lot and another even more forceful punch is thrown to my gut.

I gasp for air and hiss out in pain when his fist connects with my already bruised hip bone. David stops punching me and grabs my arm pulling me up.

"Act normal," he hisses right up to my face. Spit lands on my cheek and I nod. I quickly wipe it off and limp over towards the door. We go down the flights of stairs we had originally walked up and headed towards the front door. We pass Gary who silently nods to David.