Blue Moonlight(BxB)

Chapter 23: Trapped and Lost

Cyan's POV:
Thinking back to what happened earlier today, I sigh.

I'm lazing on the sofa in my room after dinner with my sketchbook and pencils in hand.

I haven't drawn much of anything in a while. I slide the tip of the pencil on the page and continue my sketch despite wincing a bit as my left arm hit the sofa. Drawing has always been an outlet for me to convey my feelings.

"What are you drawing?", Viktor asks and Vance follows behind him.

"A tree...", I turn the book to show them and they sit down around me.

"That looks really good!", he replies with his usual calm smile.

"Cool! It looks real", Vance adds on.

I turn my book back and look at the sketch. This tree it was the one at the park that Lyo and I loved to play around.

"Is this an important tree?", Vik asks as if having read my mind.

I nod, "It's the tree at the park I played in with Lyo and Lysander...".

"I see. Are you still worried about Lyova? If you know something, you know you can talk to us".

"I can't. I promised, I wouldn't, but I feel like Lyo is lying to me. He's struggling with something and he won't tell me...".

I nudge at my watery eyes and they rest a hand on my head and back comfortingly.

"Just keep trying ok? It'll be fine. We'll help you and I'm sure Hunter isn't about to give up on him either", Vance smiles at me and it cheers me up a bit.

I nod, close my sketchbook and sit up on the sofa, placing my feet on the ground.

"I need to finish my project...", I mumble reaching for my backpack, but wince as I stretch my left arm out.

I stand up to get my bag and try to hide any sign of discomfort.

Maybe I'll just work on it on my bed... I start to move towards my bed, but someone grabs my left arm and I wince and let out a gasp and small whimper.

"I knew it! Cyan, your arm!", Vance's worried and upset voice sounds loudly in the room.

I pull my hand away and look up at them.

Damn. They're going to be mad.

"I'm fin-", Viktor stops me and takes my left arm gently.

"Show us", he says seriously and rolls up the sleeves of my shirt.

His touch burns my skin and makes my heart throb.

We all stare down at the bluish purple with a hint of green bruise on my upper arm.

"It's a really bad bruise. Does it hurt?", Viktor questions in a soft yet serious voice that sent chills down my spine. He looks calm, but something tells me he's angry.

"No it d-", I start but then stop as Viktor presses down slightly on the area.

I shut my eyes and clench my teeth.

I hear Viktor sigh and I open my eyes and look up at him.

"Cyan. I want you to tell me what happened. Don't lie to me. Who hurt you?".