SOLD (On Hold)

Iris

And I don't want the world to see me... 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand...
But when everything's made to be broken, I just want You to know Who I Am...
🎶🎶🎶
-Iris-Goo Goo Dolls...
(The perfect song for this chapter)

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(Richard)

I felt the warm rays of sunlight coming from the window on my right and a soft warm ground beneath my back. My head was throbbing in pain and it felt like my body was decomposing in all the right places at the wrong junctures.

I groaned in pain and arched my back as my spines felt like cracking and squeezing. It felt like the first time... it felt exactly like the first time...

"I'm sorry!!! I'm sorry!!! Paenitet me! Paenitet me!" I screamed as my eyes jolted out open.

I bolted up and punched the coverings of the bed that I was on. I let myself fall off and drop on the grey carpeted floor. I felt my voice hoarse from the constant screaming due to a hellic pain.

"I'm sorry!!! Forgive me!!! Let this stop!! No!!!"

I smashed my head onto the corner of the wooden bed, numbing the pain on my head. I smashed it once more, to officially remove all the pain.

"Sorry! I'm sorry!"

I laid on the floor as I felt the pain from my body going away, completely leaving me. The pain that I only felt now was the pain I caused myself. My vision returned to normal and I saw the blood sticking on the corner of the bed. I sat up slowly and led my fingers to the left side of my forehead, feeling an icky warm liquid. It was blood and it was starting to flood half of my face, dripping down my lashes and cheeks and down to my neck.

I heard the door suddenly burst out open and I saw the woman that was in red, Maine... Nicomaine. Hers was the eyes of an angel, bright and peaceful yet so expressive. Her soft hair was tied up in a messy bun and she was now in her White shirt and pink pajamas. My gaze turned to her eyes that was filled with shock and worry.

"What the hell happened to you?!" She asked, walking towards me in a quick pace as she stretched the towel that was on her shoulder.

"What are you? a kid who falls out of bed?! Come on." She scolded as she pressed the towel on my forehead.

I grunted in pain and my arms and legs flinched when she applied pressure on the wound. I didn't say anything about what happened and she didn't inquired further either. While she was slouched in front of me, I continued gazing into her eyes, looking through her soul. But when I attempt to go deeper, I felt a jolt of pain in my head and middle body area.

"Come on. I'll get you to the hospital. Its only a block away. This thing needs some serious stitches." She calmly said.

I'm already causing her too much trouble. She already took me in when I passed out, and now she's helping me drag my ass out of her unit to get my head some stitches.

"Hey hey. I'm fine. I can go by myself, you can stay here. Thank you." I said as I took her hand and replaced it with mine, pressing the towel on my forehead.

"Hey! How'd I know you won't do anything stupid?" She asked me, her arms crossing over another.

"You want to see Magic? I haven't showed you the trick last night anyways." I offered her, grinning coyly.