Ophelia Bellerose:
I woke up, feeling a hot breath fan my neck. I shifted slightly to see that I was tucked away safely in Dean's arms. the events of what happened rush in my mind as a fresh set of tears ran down my cheeks.
"Don't cry my princess, I got you." Dean's groggy voice rang in my ears as he pulled me closer to his chest, sleep evident in his tone.
"I'm sorry," I whispered.
I snuggled closer to his chest just enjoying the feeling of security I had in his arms. after a few more minutes of cuddling it was time to get up because I didn't eat for what felt like forever and if I didn't want to faint again I really needed to get up and get food in my system.
we both got out of bed. since I had no idea where I was, nor where I was going I stayed in what seemed to be Dean's room rather than Ace's to which I was grateful for. we both had a shower and I slipped on one of Dean's hoodies and joggers making me feel all cosy and nice.
He took my hand in his giving it a squeeze making me know that he was there for me and that he wasn't letting go. we made our way to the kitchen, the smell of bacon lingering in the air. I sighed in content letting the smell engulfed me, my tummy making it known that it was hungry.
All eyes were on me once I stepped foot in the room. I just wanted to be swallowed up but the ground and pretend I don't exist. Dean led me to a seat at the dining table. Ace and Ben were across from Dean and I. Michael and Roghan were both at each head of the table with to their left on one side was Mollie who was next to Roghan and Dean's mum was sat next to her ex-husband. There was an empty seat to the right of where Roghan was letting me know that Trey was the one filling that seat.
No one dared to speak a word, the only conversation that was happening was Alice sitting on her father's lap talking his ear off about something concerning fairy princesses.
I could feel a familiar pair of blue eyes on me, correction two pairs of eyes on me. One belonging to my supposed father and the other belonging to my brother. it was still hard for me to digest that information, knowing that I didn't know why on earth I ended up abandoned and with no memory of my life before I was six.
I finished my plate as fast as I could. The only thing that stopped me from letting my emotions run free was thanks to Dean who was rubbing his hand up and down my thigh making me know he was there for me.
I stood up abruptly, kissing Dean.
"Just give me time alone for a bit," I whispered to him once I pulled back.
He nodded his head looking a little hurt that he couldn't come but I knew he understood that I needed a moment to myself and breath.
I made my way to the garden under the covered terrace, taking a seat on the bench swing. I pulled my knees to my chest and rested my chin on top of them letting my mind drift enjoying the crisp air of the morning.
The door opened letting me know that my few minutes of loneliness were over. I felt someone take a seat next to me. I glanced to my side and saw that I was Mollie. I wasn't expecting her to be the one to come out to see me.
"Honey." she sighed laying a hand on my shoulder to grab my attention. At the contact, I immediately Shrugged her hand off not wanting to have any sort of contact with her although all I wanted was to be back in her motherly arms.
I felt highly betrayed by her too. I had started to consider her my mother, and now all she represented to me was a simple stranger and I was beating myself up for it because I let myself trust, I let all of them in only to be lied to from the beginning.
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the bad boy's sunshine [COMPLETED]
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