//Enoch's POV\\
"DADDY PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!!!" Olive's voice rang through my mind. "Olive, it's for the best," her dad's voice also rang through my mind. This sounds so familiar! Why does it sound so familiar?????? I then snapped back into reality to see Olive and Victor Bruntley looking at me.
"Enoch you okay?" Victor asked. "Oh my gosh! Don't sneak up on me like that!" I exclaimed. "We been standing here for 10 minutes trying to catch your attention," Olive explained.
"Why?" I asked. "You spaced out for an entire 10 minutes," Olive replied. I got up and immediately fell back down. "Obviously you've been sitting there too long!" Victor explained. He and Olive helped me up and wrapped my arms around their necks.
They helped me get inside my room where they sat me down on my bed. We heard a scream coming from 3 rooms down. "Sounds like my little sister Bronwyn," Victor said before running out the room.
Olive followed Victor out the room. When they finally got Bronwyn to calm down I was able to stand up again. I walked over and picked up a jar. A few minutes later I heard footsteps approaching my room. It wasn't heavy footsteps like the steps Emma takes. Emma I'll never get tired of hearing or saying or even thinking her name.
And it isn't big steps that Victor takes either. It was soft steps. I thought it was Miss Peregrine at first but a soft voice spoke up.
"Enoch? Are you feeling better?" it asked. I accidentally dropped the jar I was holding.I looked up and there was Olive standing at the door. "Why do ya care!?" I snapped. She rolled her eyes."Here we go again! More attitude!" she exclaimed. "Sorry that was harsh," I told her.
She entered my room to help me clean up the jar that I dropped. After it was safely cleaned up she looked at my hand. "Oh my gosh Enoch you're bleeding!" Olive exclaimed. "I'm fine!" I snapped as I pulled my hand away so she wouldn't see.
"Enoch no you're not!" She exclaimed. She stood up and helped me up and helped me get to a chair. "STAY!" She demanded. Then she left the room. A few minutes she came back with a First Aid Kit, she pulled up a chair and sat down. She grabbed my wounded hand, I don't know but I guess she felt me tense up.
"Relax, I'm not going to hurt you," She said. After she said that I relaxed. She opened the first aid kit and started looking around in the first aid kit. She pulled out a rag and started wiping the blood off my injured hand. I kept my eyes on the rag.
Just then I remembered the harsh words I said to her when she first arrived. She could grow tentacles and sharp teeth any minute now... and those rags aren't fooling anybody! She finished cleaning up the blood and inspected my hand. I felt the pain in my hand I tried to snatch my hands away but she kept a tight grip.
"Don't move, you have a cut," she said. "Why are ya doing this?" I asked. "Because you're hurt," she replied. "No I mean why are ya helping me?" I asked. "Because I know that behind all that toughness, that you can be a nice and great guy," she replied.
I'm great? I thought. She pulled out a cleaning pad. "This might sting a bit," she added and she was right it stung but at least I won't get an infection. "Now to add a bandage," she said she pulled out a cloth bandage and began wrapping it around my hand she secured it with a pin.
"There all done," she said as she put all the supplies back up. She put the chair up. I don't know what she was thinking but I felt something that day something that changed me completely I felt like someone new.
Olive came back to my room after putting the first aid kit up to help me reach my bed. She put my uninjured hand around her neck and walked over to my bed where she helped me sit down.
"I'll be back in the morning to switch out your bandage," Olive said. "Okay," I said. She started to leave. "Olive wait!" I said. She turned back around. "I'm sorry for being rude when ya arrived,"I said. "You already said you were sorry, remember!" She said. "I know but I wanted to say it again," I told her.
"Well thanks and maybe one day you'll let me see your peculiarity. I know everybody else except yours," she said and then she left. At that moment I felt something even more better than the first time I felt...... Oh what's the word?
Happy!
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Enolive: A Fanfiction Story
Фанфик(I do not own these characters) Enoch O'Connor has the peculiarity of raising the dead. Olive Abroholos Elephanta has the peculiarity to control fire. When Olive first arrives at Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children, Enoch thinks she's annoy...
