A dream hidden behind a sweat shirt

Chapter six

*his perspective*

I had decided to go for a walk down the narrow street. I had walked past the dairy shop and heard rumbling behind it.

Ceriousity got the best of me. I walked back and I saw a girl hidden behind her sweat shirt digging in there. She had took two treats. It filled both of her small dainty hands.

She then sat down leaning against a old red brick building and devoured them. I stayed quiet and hidden in the shadows. Then I asked her disgusted by what I just watched.

"What are you doing?" Confusion probably dripped from my words.

"N-nothing."

"I saw you... Why did you do that?" My voice cracked at the end, there has to be an explanation for this, she can't be what the people at school say she is.

"Um... Nothing that concerns you." And she took off running. I ran after her. My footsteps alining with hers. I wasn't letting her slip out of my finger tips. Once I caught up to the girl I tackled her.

"Why did you do that!" I practically screamed in her face. Her hood fell off. And she was the girl I had seen at school. The one that couldn't escape my mind. It was Molly.

"None of your buissness!" I looked at her confused. it doesn't make sense why she would do that.

"Well why... Why would you do that... That's repulsive."

"Easy for you to say." She spit in my face

I pinned her down. Fear filled her green orbs known as eyes and my face was stern.

"Why? Why did you do that." Her eyes filled up with tears and it was like past memory's filled her eyes.

She tried to struggle and muttered "stop please." She got up to run away and I grabbed her sweat shirt. I accidently grabbed her shirt and when she went to run her stomach as exposed. She screamed and covered it but I still saw it. Her ribs showed perfectly on her moonlight skin. I gasped and she fell hopelessly without a fight.

"Stop don't touch me." She zoned out and cried and started pushing at her breast.

"Why are you doing that?! Stop it!" She didn't listen and pushed the air like something was ontop of her.

I was confused. Was she having a panic attack? What was happening to her? I scooped her up in my large arms. She was as light as a feather. Yet her smooth skin brushed my arm sending tingles throughout my body.

"Where taking you to my house and I'm feeding you." She helplessly gave up and started crying. She pressed her head into my shoulder. Begging me to sooth her.

"It's um it's okay." I rubbed circles on her back and my lips barely grazed her cheek as I strode home with a precious princess sobbing in my arms.